One day shots rang across the peaceful valley
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God was crying tears that fell like rain
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Before the railroad came from Kansas City
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And the bullets hit the bison from the train
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Shots rang across the peaceful valley
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White man laid his foot upon the plain.
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The wagon train rolled through the dusty canyon
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The settlers full of wonder as they crossed
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A gentle creek where two old oaks were standing
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Before the west was won there was a cost
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A rain of fire came down upon the wagons
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A mother screamed and every soul was lost.
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Change hit the country like a thunderstorm
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Ancient rivers soon began to boil
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People rushed like water to California
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At first they came for gold and then for oil
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Fortunes were made and lost in lifetimes
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Mother earth took poison in her soil.
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An electro cruiser coasted towards the exit
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And turned on Peaceful Valley Boulevard
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"People make the difference" read a billboard
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Above a long line of idling cars.
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Who'll be the one to lead this world
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Who'll be the beacon in the night
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Who'll be the one to lead this world
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Who'll be the beacon in the night
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Who'll be the one to lead the nations
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And protect God's creations
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A polar bear was drifting on an ice floe
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Sun beating down from the sky
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Politicians gathered for a summit
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And came away with nothing to decide
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Storms thundered on, his tears of falling rain
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A child was born and wondered why.
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Peaceful Valley Boulevard
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Neil Young |