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MOAT 537 - Oregon (USA Soundtrack - Snowflake)

USA Soundtrack:    • 20). USA Playlist (Soundtrack)   Snowflake Playlist:    • 06). Snowflake (Tommy's Soundtrack)   All My AI Songs:    • 12). All My AI Music Songs (Soundtrack)   Music From Around The World:    • 15). Music From Around the World (Sou...   Lyrics: Intro: In the shadow of the Cascade range, Mossy trails call out our names. From Portland's walls, the colors bloom, A city alive, a timeless tune. Verse 1: They came on the trail, through dust and flame, Seeking the green, through struggle and pain. The timber roared, the rivers ran, This is the soul of Oregon’s land. Vanport’s flood washed dreams away, But hope rebuilt the city's sway. A melting pot, a story spun, Of struggles lost and battles won. Chorus: (Richer arrangement, harmonies, and layered strings): Oh, the Beaver State, with rivers wide, Mount Hood watches with ancient pride. Rose-filled streets and marion skies, A land where history never dies. Verse 2: Craft beer flows where the laughter grows, Pinot vineyards in sunlit rows. Dungeness crab on a windswept plate, Hazelnut trees in the Beaver State. The Rose Festival paints the spring, While Ashland’s stage lets Shakespeare sing. A doughnut’s charm, a cart-lined street, A feast of flavors, rich and sweet. Bridge: Crater Lake, where the skies bend low, Haystack Rock where the wild winds blow. The forest whispers secrets old, A timeless tale, a treasure untold. Verse 3: Portland’s walls are canvases, Mural dreams in misty bliss. “Keep Portland Weird” is what they say, Where the wild and the free find their way. Ken Kesey wrote of freedom’s flight, Nike’s swoosh in Beaverton’s light. The native songs still fill the air, Their heritage woven everywhere. Chorus: Oh, the Beaver State, with rivers wide, Mount Hood watches with ancient pride. Rose-filled streets and marion skies, A land where history never dies. Outro: In the shadow of the Cascade range, Mossy trails still call our names. The heart of Oregon beats so true, A song of old, forever new.