Gm F C
[Verse 1]
N.C. F C/E C G Am C
Follow the typical signs, the hand painted lines down prairie roads.
F C/E C G Am C
Pass the lone church spire, pass the talking wire from where to who knows?
C F C/E C G Am C
There's no way to divide the beauty of the sky from the wild western plains.
F C/E C G Am C
Where a man could drift in legendary myth by roaming over spaces
F C
The land was free and the price was right
[Verse 2]
Gm F C
Dakota on the wall is a white robed woman tall yet maidenly
Gm F C
Such power in her hand as she hails the wagon man's family.
Gm F C
I see Indians that crawl through this mural that recalls our history
[Verse 3]
F
Who were the homestead wives?
C
Who were the gold rush brides?
C G Am C
Does anybody know?
F C C G Am C
Do their works survive their yellow fever lives in pages they wrote?
C F C
The land was free yet it cost their lives
[Verse 4]
Gm F C
In miner's lust for gold a family's house was bought and sold piece by piece
Gm F C
A widow staked her claim on a dollar and his name so painfully
Gm F C
In letters mailed back home her Eastern sisters they would moan as they would read
Gm F C
Accounts of madness childbirth loneliness and grief
Gm F C
Accounts of madness, childbirth, loneliness and grief
