. Book of song poems. O a fl •Pi m CO 1? ei *^ a 0) _ tj .S J^ t« ® = a 53 O — w r^ 03 1/ -. ?^ O •- 03 P o C 03 *^ H-l S H O Where the dust is in sightJust like a cloud of night:Civilizations lost from sight,Well get there, well get there. We see the sagebrush growAnd the cactus as we go;And the sands drift like snow,Well get there, well get there. Where the sands are at playAnd the train men scoop it awayAnd the train there must stay,Well get there, well get there. Where the dust flies so highLike a cloud in the it will get in your eye. Well get there, well get there. Where the dust


. Book of song poems. O a fl •Pi m CO 1? ei *^ a 0) _ tj .S J^ t« ® = a 53 O — w r^ 03 1/ -. ?^ O •- 03 P o C 03 *^ H-l S H O Where the dust is in sightJust like a cloud of night:Civilizations lost from sight,Well get there, well get there. We see the sagebrush growAnd the cactus as we go;And the sands drift like snow,Well get there, well get there. Where the sands are at playAnd the train men scoop it awayAnd the train there must stay,Well get there, well get there. Where the dust flies so highLike a cloud in the it will get in your eye. Well get there, well get there. Where the dust gets down your neckAnd it goes through every crackAnd you wish that you were you get there, you get there. Now weve reached the other sideWith its fields and forests well sail on the ocean tide,We are there, we are there. THROUGH UTAH. OF a land in the West well sing,Where the sun is hidden by mountainsgray;Where the Golden Eagle drops his songs are hushed at closing day. 83. Mormon Temple, Utah. A beautiful temple with wall* so strong,It cost three million, were told; Tis a wonder we see while passing on,Like the great buildings of old Of a land in the West we will tell; Tis a great commonwealth, the Utah in, in ninety-six, the date we all remem-ber well. Since then its wealth has grown very a land in the West there seen, Where many rich minerals abound,And the forests of living green; Some rich valleys there are found. Theres a land in the West on the plains,Of its many beauties we are told; Tis here peace and harmony reigns,Where Natures wonders doth unfold. September, 1905. THE CASTLE GATE. AGAIN well sing of the wondersWhile were passing through the land,Well sing of Natures beauties That are found on every well sing of the wonders As the Castle Gate comes in sight,Whose walls are built by Natures hand; Well tell all the wonders in our well sing of the wonders, How firm are old Castle


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