Elkhorn City
O Elkhorn City, little town!
On which the Cumberland look down
Fond and protectingly.
Around your northern border grows
The spruce pines, and the Sandy flows
Among them tranquilly.
Your streets are ornamented well
With trees and cottages where dwell
Ever contentedly
A people, hospitable and kind,
To Life and Duty never blind
High minded proud and free.
O Elkhorn City! In my heart
I hold for you a goodly part
Of love's devotion true;
And this my wish: That He above
May ever spread his wings of love
Around and over you.
On which the Cumberland look down
Fond and protectingly.
Around your northern border grows
The spruce pines, and the Sandy flows
Among them tranquilly.
Your streets are ornamented well
With trees and cottages where dwell
Ever contentedly
A people, hospitable and kind,
To Life and Duty never blind
High minded proud and free.
O Elkhorn City! In my heart
I hold for you a goodly part
Of love's devotion true;
And this my wish: That He above
May ever spread his wings of love
Around and over you.
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