Mark Twang

From Stanley up to Sunbeam, From Clayton on to Challis, Headin’ down the Salmon River, To the rangeland palace, Sagebrush all around, Where the deer and elk do roam, This place I may call home, Where the flatlands stretch for miles, And the mountains touch the sky, And the sun always shines, My mind is filled with images, Of sawtoothed ridges, Where the snowmelt forms, Cold mountain creeks, Flowing through the valleys down below, I was standin’ ‘neath the pine trees, On a bed of wild grass, This place has captured me, Wildflowers I can see, There ain’t no place I’d rather beThan Idaho'oooooooooooooooooooh, ohhhhhhhh, ooooooooooooooooo---------Thelonias Adjala-----------