Iowa State Song Iowa is a state in the Midwestern United States, bordered by the Mississippi River to the east and the Missouri River and Big Sioux River to the west. It is bordered by six states Wisconsin to the northeast, Illinois to the east and southeast, Missouri to the south, Nebraska to the west, South Dakota to the northwest, and Minnesota to the north. In colonial times, Iowa was a part of French Louisiana and Spanish Louisiana its state flag is patterned after the flag of France. After the Louisiana Purchase, people laid the foundation for an agriculture-based economy in the heart of the Corn Belt.
Below we have provided the State Anthem of Iowa for the students regarding educational purpose.
Iowa Song Information:
| Song Title | Iowa State Song |
| Written by | S.H.M. Byers |
| Music by | Tannenbaum |
| State Name | Iowa |
Iowa Song:
You asked what land I love the best, Iowa, tis Iowa.
The fairest State of all the west, Iowa, O! Iowa,
From yonder Misissippi’s stream To where Missouri’s waters gleam
O! fair it is as poet’s dream, Iowa, in Iowa.See yonders fields of tasseled corn, Iowa in Iowa.
Where —– fills her golden horn, Iowa in Iowa.
See how her wonderous —— shine.
To yonder sunset’s purpling line.
Of happy land, Of land of mine, Iowa, O! Iowa.And she has made whose laughing eyes, Iowa, O! Iowa.
To him whose loves were Paradise. Iowa, O! Iowa
O! happiest fae that e’er was known.
Such eyes to shine for one alone.
To call such beauty all his own. Iowa, O! IowaGo read the story of thy past. Iowa, O! Iowa
What glorious deeds, what fame thou hast! Iowa, O! Iowa
So long as time’s great cycle runs.
Or nations weep their fallen ones
Thou’ll not forget thy patrial sons. Iowa, O! Iowa
The fairest State of all the west, Iowa, O! Iowa,
From yonder Misissippi’s stream To where Missouri’s waters gleam
O! fair it is as poet’s dream, Iowa, in Iowa.See yonders fields of tasseled corn, Iowa in Iowa.
Where —– fills her golden horn, Iowa in Iowa.
See how her wonderous —— shine.
To yonder sunset’s purpling line.
Of happy land, Of land of mine, Iowa, O! Iowa.And she has made whose laughing eyes, Iowa, O! Iowa.
To him whose loves were Paradise. Iowa, O! Iowa
O! happiest fae that e’er was known.
Such eyes to shine for one alone.
To call such beauty all his own. Iowa, O! IowaGo read the story of thy past. Iowa, O! Iowa
What glorious deeds, what fame thou hast! Iowa, O! Iowa
So long as time’s great cycle runs.
Or nations weep their fallen ones
Thou’ll not forget thy patrial sons. Iowa, O! Iowa