Pete Seeger
Pete Seeger
Pete Seeger
Pete Seeger
Pete Seeger
Pete Seeger
Pete Seeger
Pete Seeger
Pete Seeger
Pete Seeger
Pete Seeger
Pete Seeger
Pete Seeger
Pete Seeger
Pete Seeger
Pete Seeger
Pete Seeger
Pete Seeger
Pete Seeger
By Woodie Guthrie
Green Douglas firs where the waters cut through
Down her wild mountains and canyons she flew
Canadian Northwest to the ocean, so blue
Roll on Colombia, roll on
Cho:
Roll on Colombia, roll on
Roll on Colombia, roll on
Your power is turning our darkness to dawn
So roll on Colombia, roll on