Rigby High School - Rodeo Yearbook (Rigby, ID)

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sus.nsnsusnnsnxnsusus:vst-use-snsunsusns.nxnsenx.ns4nsnusnxnxnusanx,-vxlvse - THE RODEO--1940 ns--xusqvsnoxusassnr r t 1 I 1 Clalyhere Snake River l:lows O take me back out West again, where old Snake River flows Across the plains of Idaho, where grey-green sagebrush grows. I want to see the rapids with riffles flashing whiteg I Want to see the quiet pools where big trout hide from sight. I want to see the canyons deep, through which its waters pour, With lofty cliffs that tower above, and echo back the roar. I want to taste its waters that are pure and sweet and clear, And roam within its forests, where are bear and elk and deer- I want to see the Tetons where its rushing waters headg The quiet lakes below them and the creeks by which they're fed. I want to see the foothills where a thousand cattle graze, With sandhills in the distance all a-shimmering in the haze. I want to see the lava beds with all their glare and heat, Where nothing stops the lengthening gaze till sky and sagebrush meet. I want to see its lower course, where orchards fringe its banks, And the Salmon and the Clearwater add their quota to its ranks, To form a mighty river-a river fair to see, That flows to join Columbia in her journey to the sea. And when I hir that unblazed trail across the Great Divide, Grant that my resting place may be by Old Snake Rivefs side. The music of its waters there will soothe my last long sleep, While towering cliffs above my bed their silent vigil keep. -ARTH UR W. STEVENS .avsoxnsusnvsosusnxnsnrxnxuvxuxns-ns ns4vsusnsnsusuvs4vsnvs4nxunsos4os4 IIGIV HIGH SCHOOL - oxusuxnxuvsgvsnvsnt