SKINKER ROAD
Skinker Road was chosen as the Midway of the World’s Fair held in St. Louis, Missouri, in 1904.
Skinker Road was chosen as the Midway of the World’s Fair held in St. Louis, Missouri, in 1904.
O SkinkerRoad, thou road of roads,Thou way of wondrous ways,The highway of the pioneers,The “Midway” of the World’s Fair place,The choicest of the chosen few,—By thy rustic beauty wast thou crowned;But now I hear the beat of toiling feetThat raise thy fabrics round.O Skinker Road, thou road of roads,Thou way of wondrous ways,Great mighty men have passed thee o’erIn old Missouri’s earlier days.Thy name be of the pioneerWho first thy charming highway laid,And gave thy name to be known of fameBy a world’s unparalleled parade.O Skinker Road, thou road of roads,Thou way of wondrous ways,How soon shall all thy beauty fadeTo fit thee for thy coming days!The hand of progress soon shall snatchThe trees that hang thy grasses o’er,And thy winding lane shall bear in trainAdvancement’s fruitful store.O Skinker Road, thou road of roads,Thou way of wondrous ways,All tongues on earth shall speak thy name,All races there meet face to face.Once wast thou highway of the pioneersIn the rugged days of toil and war,But now the lane of a world-wide fame,The “Midway” of the Fair.
O SkinkerRoad, thou road of roads,Thou way of wondrous ways,The highway of the pioneers,The “Midway” of the World’s Fair place,The choicest of the chosen few,—By thy rustic beauty wast thou crowned;But now I hear the beat of toiling feetThat raise thy fabrics round.O Skinker Road, thou road of roads,Thou way of wondrous ways,Great mighty men have passed thee o’erIn old Missouri’s earlier days.Thy name be of the pioneerWho first thy charming highway laid,And gave thy name to be known of fameBy a world’s unparalleled parade.O Skinker Road, thou road of roads,Thou way of wondrous ways,How soon shall all thy beauty fadeTo fit thee for thy coming days!The hand of progress soon shall snatchThe trees that hang thy grasses o’er,And thy winding lane shall bear in trainAdvancement’s fruitful store.O Skinker Road, thou road of roads,Thou way of wondrous ways,All tongues on earth shall speak thy name,All races there meet face to face.Once wast thou highway of the pioneersIn the rugged days of toil and war,But now the lane of a world-wide fame,The “Midway” of the Fair.
O SkinkerRoad, thou road of roads,Thou way of wondrous ways,The highway of the pioneers,The “Midway” of the World’s Fair place,The choicest of the chosen few,—By thy rustic beauty wast thou crowned;But now I hear the beat of toiling feetThat raise thy fabrics round.
O SkinkerRoad, thou road of roads,
Thou way of wondrous ways,
The highway of the pioneers,
The “Midway” of the World’s Fair place,
The choicest of the chosen few,—
By thy rustic beauty wast thou crowned;
But now I hear the beat of toiling feet
That raise thy fabrics round.
O Skinker Road, thou road of roads,Thou way of wondrous ways,Great mighty men have passed thee o’erIn old Missouri’s earlier days.Thy name be of the pioneerWho first thy charming highway laid,And gave thy name to be known of fameBy a world’s unparalleled parade.
O Skinker Road, thou road of roads,
Thou way of wondrous ways,
Great mighty men have passed thee o’er
In old Missouri’s earlier days.
Thy name be of the pioneer
Who first thy charming highway laid,
And gave thy name to be known of fame
By a world’s unparalleled parade.
O Skinker Road, thou road of roads,Thou way of wondrous ways,How soon shall all thy beauty fadeTo fit thee for thy coming days!The hand of progress soon shall snatchThe trees that hang thy grasses o’er,And thy winding lane shall bear in trainAdvancement’s fruitful store.
O Skinker Road, thou road of roads,
Thou way of wondrous ways,
How soon shall all thy beauty fade
To fit thee for thy coming days!
The hand of progress soon shall snatch
The trees that hang thy grasses o’er,
And thy winding lane shall bear in train
Advancement’s fruitful store.
O Skinker Road, thou road of roads,Thou way of wondrous ways,All tongues on earth shall speak thy name,All races there meet face to face.Once wast thou highway of the pioneersIn the rugged days of toil and war,But now the lane of a world-wide fame,The “Midway” of the Fair.
O Skinker Road, thou road of roads,
Thou way of wondrous ways,
All tongues on earth shall speak thy name,
All races there meet face to face.
Once wast thou highway of the pioneers
In the rugged days of toil and war,
But now the lane of a world-wide fame,
The “Midway” of the Fair.