Belvidere: The Rose Of Northern Illinois



Belvidere, the name sounds so peaceful

Is it not a place for our children to grow

Swinging bridge, beautiful waterfall and trails

Two scenic parks in which to spend our time

My youth from ten years up till 18 here I spent

This is the hometown in which I was raised

No coal fields, nor mines or silk mills

Mostly factories the place people marked their time


From the Blue Ridge to the Black Hills

Beautiful places we pitched our tents

Chrysler Corporation, in Belvidere

This is where they built an assembly plant

Chasing a good job, good wages with benefits

Belvidere is the place where our family went

Belvidere turned out to be a good place to live

Except their winters too much cold and snow

The people good honest hard-working folks

But their winters I don’t miss


Mom, dad, and my big brother Larry

They do rest there now in the frozen earth

Sister Jackie who is now a Daughter of the Cloth

With husband Wayne there they do remain

Belvidere, you’re always in my heart and prayers

Your beauty and your friendliness like fresh flowers

Belvidere, a great place to rest your cares

Belvidere, still such a pretty place in my heart

Will always be a special smile upon my memories


I pray that all the people of the earth

Could have such fond recall

Of the places they were grown

After life’s last breath does fall

It is there I wish they plant my bones

In loving memory of the place I was grown

Such wonderful people upon God’s earth

Belvidere, the town that I called my home

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