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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=50565" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Gold Rush Brides</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=50565" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">[ buck/merchant ]<br>[ harmonica: charles fleischer ]<br>Follow the typical signs, the hand-painted lines, down prairie roads.<br>Pass the lone church spire.<br>Pass the talking wire from where to who knows? <br>Theres no way to divide the beauty of the sky from the wild western plains.<br>Where a man could drift, in legendary myth, by roaming over spaces.<br>The land was free and the price was right.<br>Dakota on the wall is a white-robed woman, broad yet maidenly.<br>Such power in her hand as she hails the wagon mans family.<br>I see indians that crawl through this mural that recalls our history.<br>Who were the homestead wives? <br>Who were the gold rush brides? <br>Does anybody know? <br>Do their works survive their yellow fever lives in the pages they wrote? <br>The land was free, yet it cost their lives.<br>In miners lust for gold.<br>A familys house was bought and sold, piece by piece.<br>A widow staked her claim on a dollar and his name, so painfully.<br>In letters mailed back home her eastern sisters they would moan<br>As they would read accounts of madness, childbirth, loneliness and grief.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://songs.citatepedia.com/">song</a> performed by <a href="http://songs.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=10000+Maniacs">10000 Maniacs</a> - <i><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/" target=_blank>more quotes...</a></i></div>