Western Waterloo

There he goes he's a trader, moving on through the virgin land
Got the word from the government
That it's too late for a lowly man, to make a stand
His reasons read like a prophecy

He made them up as he went along
Those who saw it as a falacy are
Remembered as only dead and gone
And now we all know who was right
And the time showed who was wrong.

We saw them wield with all their might
I guess they knew that it wouldn't be long
It wouldn't be long
He's come to change all the wilderness

Change the course of the rivers too
He's not about to stop for any rest
Somebody, please say we're through
Here we go again and again

Save your woman, you'll save the land
Save the children
They are the future hands in the promised land
They're the future hands in the promised land
They're the future hands in the promised land

And they were left without a home
Somebody left them in the cold