It’s now the 20th century, that’s the 1900's for you and me, 

With pride all around, 

The rail finally came to town . . . Saint Helens was a town. 

Smoke will rise, and the future calls, with log and rock, we can

Rise up to that future we know, we can build it all. 

Then they stuck our judge and jury, in a house unfit for you and me, 

Fire almost burned The Strand, 

People said tear it down . . . a new courthouse for this town.   

Smoke will rise, and the future calls, with log and rock, we can 

Rise up to that future we know, we can build it all. 

  Verse 3 

So Justice was built out of rock, basalt came in, around the clock,  

A trusted guard, a familiar friend, 

A new courthouse for this town . . . a Symbol of Rivertown.   

Smoke will rise, and the future calls, with log and rock, we can 

Rise up to that future we know, we can build it all.