To Meet My Bonnie
When the Indians fought
We seldom thought
To let them have their land
But their red faces
Have come to chase our-
Covered wagon caravans
As the south plantations-
Are taking over the nation
And tearing down what was God's creation
The west coast rim our final destination
We'll holler and we'll shout-
As we ride in on Zeus's thundercloud
We stormed the land yes one, two, three, ha ha, ha ha
To find a better place to be
Ha ha ha ha ha ha
But a bigger storm's a come about
So round on up your horse and cows
'Cause a mighty large tornado's done come
To take us where we belong
Oh the great big skies sure can make us feel little
When we're hitching through a farm
With your horse and fiddle
I'll remember the words my bonnie said
Before we stop to rest our heads-
And prepare for what's ahead
We spied a town the likes as we'd been wishin'
And filled on rum and ammunitions
The dolls with cotton hands for the fishin'
They took to our delight
They knocked our socks off and we rolled around all night
When daybreak came we were thrown into the rain
Where a poster hung with our faces and names
Saying 'these two fellows are wanted to blame-
For the lost rum and stolen cocaine'
So we just did a bump
And took a swig of fame
The riverbeds were filled with gold ha ha, ha ha
Oh the treasures to behold
Ha ha ha ha ha ha
You could find it almost anywhere
So my bonnie packed and moved out here
And we built a land of silk and fur
And lived happily here after
Now our skin's all dry and we're hiding in a cabin
Has the world slipped away from our hands-
What happened?
Oil and paved streets and tax forms and radios
You crazed young ones will never know
That it was we who made you grow
Cuz we trailed across, these lands
To build what you have
They built what we have
I'm so f-g glad
And sad to say
Goodbye
La da da da
We seldom thought
To let them have their land
But their red faces
Have come to chase our-
Covered wagon caravans
As the south plantations-
Are taking over the nation
And tearing down what was God's creation
The west coast rim our final destination
We'll holler and we'll shout-
As we ride in on Zeus's thundercloud
We stormed the land yes one, two, three, ha ha, ha ha
To find a better place to be
Ha ha ha ha ha ha
But a bigger storm's a come about
So round on up your horse and cows
'Cause a mighty large tornado's done come
To take us where we belong
Oh the great big skies sure can make us feel little
When we're hitching through a farm
With your horse and fiddle
I'll remember the words my bonnie said
Before we stop to rest our heads-
And prepare for what's ahead
We spied a town the likes as we'd been wishin'
And filled on rum and ammunitions
The dolls with cotton hands for the fishin'
They took to our delight
They knocked our socks off and we rolled around all night
When daybreak came we were thrown into the rain
Where a poster hung with our faces and names
Saying 'these two fellows are wanted to blame-
For the lost rum and stolen cocaine'
So we just did a bump
And took a swig of fame
The riverbeds were filled with gold ha ha, ha ha
Oh the treasures to behold
Ha ha ha ha ha ha
You could find it almost anywhere
So my bonnie packed and moved out here
And we built a land of silk and fur
And lived happily here after
Now our skin's all dry and we're hiding in a cabin
Has the world slipped away from our hands-
What happened?
Oil and paved streets and tax forms and radios
You crazed young ones will never know
That it was we who made you grow
Cuz we trailed across, these lands
To build what you have
They built what we have
I'm so f-g glad
And sad to say
Goodbye
La da da da
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