Verse 1
Ohio, our mother, give me your hand,
I am one of your children, forever at your command.
In the twilight of the morning, when the shadows are drawn,
I will sing to you your own sweet song, Beautiful Ohio.
Chorus
Beautiful Ohio, in the heart of the land,
With the sun above, and the fertile fields so grand.
Beautiful Ohio, flowing wide and free,
I love your waters and your shores so endlessly.