Twenty miles – Here we go! 
We are on the open road 
We are going, we are going, to Kinzua 

Where the great bridge once had stood 
Now a pile of iron and wood 
We are going, we are going, to Kinzua 

Fallen trees cover the ground 
A tornado knocked them down 
In the valley, in the valley of Kinzua 

The eighth wonder of the world 
Tumbled in a windy whirl 
In the valley, in the valley of Kinzua 

Here we go! Here we go! Here we go, go, go! 
Through endless mountains we wander 
Such sights we will behold 

On the road! On the road! On the open road! 
Beware the Nittany Lions 
Black bears, bobcats, and toads 

In just ninety-four work days 
Forty men the bridge did raise 
In the valley, in the valley of Kinzua 

They built Tracks Across the Sky 
Three hundred and one feet high 
In the valley, in the valley, of Kinzua 

Through the Pennsylvania Wilds 
This great track had run for miles 
‘Cross the valley, ‘cross the valley of Kinzua 

‘Neath the arches, I was told 
A bank robber hid his gold 
In the valley, in the valley of Kinzua 

Here we go! Here we go! Here we go, go, go! 
Through endless mountains we wander 
Such sights we will behold 

On the road! On the road! On the open road! 
Beware the Nittany Lions 
Black bears, bobcats, and toads 

Here we go! Here we go! Here we go, go, go! 
Through endless mountains we wander 
Such sights we will behold 

On the road! On the road! On the open road! 
We'll search for buried treasure 
We'll find our weight in gold