DAKOTA LAND, DAKOTA LAND

Dakota Land, Dakota Land,

We love thy rolling prairies;

Thy "bad lands" 'yond Missouri's bed

The fertile valley of the Red--

Dakota Land, Dakota Land,

We love thy rolling prairies.

Dakota Land, Dakota Land,

We love thy sunset fires;

Thy sunny days, thy azure skies,

Thy starry nights, thy sunrise dyes--

Dakota Land, Dakota Land,

We love thy sunset fires.

Dakota Land, Dakota Land,

We love thy modest wild rose;

Thy fields of waving, golden grain,

Like billows on a boundless main--

Dakota Land, Dakota Land,

We love thy modest wild rose.

Dakota Land, Dakota Land,

We love thy changing seasons;

Thy winter's cold, thy summer nights,

Thy blust'ry spring, thy autumn bright--

Dakota Land, Dakota Land,

We love thy changing seasons.

Dakota Land, Dakota Land,

We love thy far horizons;

No mountains hide the gorgeous dyes

That paint with splendour western skies--

Dakota Land, Dakota Land,

We love thy far horizons.