10,000 Maniacs — Gold Rush Brides
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Follow the typical signs the hand-painted lines down prairie roads
Pass the lone church spire
Pass the talking wire from where to who knows
There's no way to divide the beauty of the sky from the wild western plains
Where a man could drift in legendary myth by roaming over spaces
The land was free and the price was right
Dakota on the wall is a white-robed woman broad yet maidenly
Such power in her hand as she hails the wagon man's family
I see Indians that crawl through this mural that recalls our history
Who were the homestead wives
Who were the gold rush brides
Does anybody know
Do their works survive their yellow fever lives in the pages they wrote
The land was free yet it cost their lives
In miner's lust for gold a family's house was bought and sold piece by piece
A widow staked her claim on a dollar and his name so painfully
In letters mailed back home her Eastern sisters
they would moan as they would read accounts of
madness childbirth loneliness and grief
Pass the lone church spire
Pass the talking wire from where to who knows
There's no way to divide the beauty of the sky from the wild western plains
Where a man could drift in legendary myth by roaming over spaces
The land was free and the price was right
Dakota on the wall is a white-robed woman broad yet maidenly
Such power in her hand as she hails the wagon man's family
I see Indians that crawl through this mural that recalls our history
Who were the homestead wives
Who were the gold rush brides
Does anybody know
Do their works survive their yellow fever lives in the pages they wrote
The land was free yet it cost their lives
In miner's lust for gold a family's house was bought and sold piece by piece
A widow staked her claim on a dollar and his name so painfully
In letters mailed back home her Eastern sisters
they would moan as they would read accounts of
madness childbirth loneliness and grief
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one of the many, many things I love about RP - Bill regularly finds songs from artists I don’t particularly care for that much that make me appreciate them in a new way. This song is a fine example of that… it’s pretty good.
I have wonderful memories of the time in my life when this album came out... used to listen to it over and over...
Would like to hear more from this AND "In My Tribe" instead of the most recent Natalie Merchant stuff... just MHO.
I like this song.