Follow the typical signs
The hand-painted lines
Down prairie roads
Past the lone church spire
Past 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-fevered 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
Accounts of madness, childbirth
Loneliness and grief
Accounts of madness, childbirth
Loneliness and grief
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