Let's go to Rose Festival,
Let's crown a princess!
She's only seventeen,
But she's heaven's queen,
The Rosarians like her the best!
Let's go to Rose Festival,
Let's watch a parade.
You know the Starlight,
Will be a highlight,
The greatest show in the Cascades.
There will be trumpets, and tubas,
And trombones, and Sousas,
And twirlers and glad flutes,
High schoolers in bad suits!
Let's go to Rose Festival,
Let's all shout hooray! (Hooray!)
For this tradition,
This exhibition,
Portland's finest on display!
Let's go to Rose Festival,
From May into June.
Can Festival mystique
Last for five more weeks
Or has it peaked a bit too soon?
There will be big floats and small floats
And short floats and tall floats
And cool floats and junk floats
And totally drunk floats!
Let's go to Rose Festival,
Year after year.
Whether we want to
This is what we do,
Because it helps keep Portland weird.
Let's go to Rose Festival,
Grand floral floats are swell.
Love it or hate it,
What we've created
Is a stunning, gorgeous hell.
There will be fussing and pouting
And crying and shouting
And yelling and fighting.
It's all so exciting!
Let's go to Rose Festival,
Grand floral shows such zest.
You know that that'll
Show Seattle
Who's the best town in the west! (PDX!)
Let's go to Rose Festival,
The show must persevere.
Let's go to Rose Festival,
Year after year!
Let's go to Rose Festival,
Give Portland a cheer! (Hooray!)

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