Southern Oregon

Note: The song's chorus is in italics.
By James Harvey Stout (deceased). This material is now in the public domain.
The complete collection of Mr. Stout's songs is at http://stout.mybravenet.com/public_html/h/ .

I've never felt better
About a place I've known.
Finally,
I've found a home.

I've looked for comfort
In a dozen states.
Now I've found mountains
Where I can stay.

Southern Oregon
Is the place for me,
With mountains rolling like a green sea.

In salmon streams,
I cast my dreams,
And they grow like a redwood tree.

I can float the Rogue River
In warm sunlight,
Watching hawks and ospreys
In flight.

Living near a mining claim
A hundred years old,
I've found my own
Kind of gold.

Southern Oregon
Is the place for me,
With mountains rolling like a green sea.

In salmon streams,
I cast my dreams,
And they grow like a redwood tree.

Californians move here.
We have room for them.
Southern Oregon
Can make friends.

And when I want to,
I can be alone,
In miles of mountains
Of my home.

Southern Oregon
Is the place for me,
With mountains rolling like a green sea.

In salmon streams,
I cast my dreams,
And they grow like a redwood tree.