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Follow the typical signs, the hand-painted
Down prairie roads, pass the church spire
Pass the talking wire from to who knows?

There's no way to the beauty of the sky
From the wild plains
Where a man could drift, in legendary by roaming over spaces

The land was and the price was right

on the wall is a white-robed woman, broad yet maidenly
Such power in her hand as she hails the wagon family
I see that crawl through this mural that recalls our history

Who were the wives?
Who were the gold brides? Does anybody know?
Do their works survive, their yellow lives in the pages they wrote?

The land was free, yet it their lives

In miner's for gold
A family's was bought and sold, piece by piece
A widow staked her claim on a dollar and his name, so

In letters mailed back home her eastern
They would moan as would read
of madness, childbirth, loneliness and grief

Accounts of madness, childbirth, loneliness and
Accounts of madness, childbirth, loneliness and