Verse 1: Well, gather 'round and hear the tale of heroes of our land, The Oregon Small Woodlands Association takes a stand. There's K.C. VanNatta, a logger true, who fought the root rot fight, Cutting through the chatter, his insights shining bright. Chorus: They're the guardians of the green, keeping forests wild and free, From the mountains to the valleys, from the rivers to the sea. Though they've laid their tools to rest, their spirit carries on, In the forests of Oregon, their legacy lives strong. Verse 2: Remember Wendell Harmon, with his Model A Ford so bold, He blazed a trail to Oregon, with a dream worth more than gold. He showed us how to tend the woods, with science and with care, The Oregon Small Woodlands Association keeps his vision in the air. Chorus: They're the guardians of the green, keeping forests wild and free, From the mountains to the valleys, from the rivers to the sea. Though they've laid their tools to rest, their spirit carries on, In the forests of Oregon, their legacy lives strong. Bridge: Many hands have shaped these lands, their stories intertwined, We honor all who've led the way, their dedication shined. Final Chorus: We're the guardians of the green, following their lead, The Oregon Small Woodlands Association plants the seed. Though some have gone before us, together we belong, In the forests of Oregon, their legacy lives strong.
