MY COLORADO

Colorado! Oh, my own beloved Colorado! Colorado, in the early days of spring; Colorado, “when the birds are on the wing.” Colorado, Colorado, ’tis of thee I dearly love to sing! Colorado, when the brooks are flowing full and free; Colorado, when “the herds come lowing o’er the lea”; Colorado! Colorado! Oh, my own beloved Colorado! Colorado is the place for you, friend, and for me. Colorado, Colorado in the Autumn’s golden glow; Colorado, when the hills are capped with snow; Colorado, when the skies are soft and blue; Colorado, Colorado,—how I do love you! Colorado! Oh, my own beloved Colorado!