I've been cleaning out some files lately and I came across this Northwest song. It was written in 1965 by someone I know well. Here's the song

WHAT IS A PUGET SOUNDER

What is a Puget Sounder, I'll tell you if I can,
He's a rugged individual, a special breed of man
He doesn't shave, his clothes are old. He lives down by the beach
Where all of God's gifts to man are there within his reach

What is a Puget Sounder, I'll see if I can tell,
His feelings run as deep as the sound, and move with every swell,
He lives within an old log house and hears the waves at night,
And wakens every morning to food within his sight

What is a Puget Sounder, he's a man who who knows his land,
He knows where to hunt the geoduck and where to shoot the clam,
He's eaten kelp and seaweed, though usually in jest,
For when it comes to eating, he loves his salmon best.

What is a Puget Sounder, just 'list while I do boast,
He knows his fish food from the sea, and how to catch the most,
He knows how to catch the Humpies, the King and Silver too,
And how to polish his dinner off, with a plate of fish-head stew.

What is a Puget Sounder, I do believe I know,
For I was raised upon the Sound, within the sight of snow,
To me, it's more than the water, the rain, the fog, the clams,
But the people and the country that make me a happy man

What is a Puget Sounder, there's nothing more to say,
He's the strangest individual that's ever come your way,
You'll never be able to change him, to move him from the sound,
For he knows he's got the very best, that ever can be found