I’m looking for a rhyme and a reason

To give my heart and mind to Manitou

I’ll meet you at the corner of Rockey’s road

Where we’ll laugh and smile and ponder what to do

And maybe we’ll see the man himself

And hear him tell us a tale

About all the things he’s seen and drawn

In this town,

Of Manitou

Through his eyes,

And his hands,

And his love, too!

I’ve been looking for my true home forever

And I think that it’s been here all along

I better find a garden to plant these seeds and find a place to rest to these weary bones

And I see the signs in paintings of his

With such beauty, form, and light

Especially at Adams Mountain Cafe

In this town,

Of Manitou

Through his eyes,

And his hands,

And his love, too!