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Gold Rush Brides (Live) - 10,000 Maniacs

Written by：Natalie A Merchant/Robert Buck

While the young folks were having their good times

Some of the mothers were giving birth to their babies

Three babies were born in our company that summer

My cousin Emily gave birth to a son in Utah

Forty miles north of the great salt lake one morning

But the next morning she traveled on 'til noon

When a stop was made and another child was born

This time Susan mollmeyer

And gave the baby the name Alice Nevada

Follow the typical signs the hand painted lines

Down prairie roads pass the lone church spire

Pass 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 fever 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

Accounts of madness

Childbirth loneliness and grief