Native Daughters Of The Golden West by Omd
The Native Daughters of the Golden West
In ecstasy they cry to know
If their parents love will let them go
Their mother's pride, their fathers joy
They thank the stars that they're not boys
The native daughters of the golden west
Their beauty is priceless, you'll never pass their test
As children do they stayed at home
Waiting for the day when they were grown
The Future seemed so far away
But every night theyÕd kneel and pray
But all in all they did their best
And one by one they left the nest
Across the globe they searched for love
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