You've heard of the wonders our land does possess,
It's beautiful valleys and hills, The majestic forests where nature abounds,
We love every nook and rill.
There's truly one state in this great land of ours
Where ideals can be realized
The pioneers made it so for you and me
And here we have Idaho--Winning her way to fame,
Silver and gold in the sunlight blaze, and romance in her name.
Singing, we're singing of you, ah, proudly too, all our lives thru,
We'll go singing, singing of you, singing of Idaho.
You Know You’re in Idaho when…
- It’s June and it’s only 65 Degrees
- You blow through the “new” stop sign
- Everything closes by 10pm
- There are no Italian restaurants in town
- When you have to drive in the narrow space between the biker and the roadkill
- Walmart doesn’t carry the item you need
- You see a 4-Wheeler being used inside city limits as an automobile
- The door to door salesman tells you he has, “the gift of gab” with that special Idaho twang.
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