Mark Seymour – How The West Was Won

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Studio  3:26 Mark Seymour Slow Dawn album. Moderately common. Available new in digital form.

 Recommended Version.

 

Commentary

The search for Eldorado imagined in South Africa, walking the streets of colonial Cape Town then out on to the long road north towards Zimbabwe, to the mines of Johannesburg, where it was once believed rivers of gold flowed like honey and that paradise might one day be secured by force of arms over a savage people.

How Western barons surged out of Europe into the frontiers of the unknown to gouge wealth from the ground, the world over. And the debris they left behind them, wasted earth and the seething anger of billions who rose up one day to take back what was stolen from them.

 

Lyrics

Miami Jesus
Put the beast on trial
1-300 crazy horse
Walk the golden mile
Down the wind-swept avenue
Nothing on my feet
Dreamin’ Armageddon
Walkin’ in my sleep

We’ll storm the gates of paradise
Shining in the sun
That’s how the west was won

Slouching into Bethlehem
The sky was turning blue
Soldiers on the road ahead
That’s when I thought of you
Blinded by ambition
The good book in your hand
Regiments of nervous children
Under your command

We stormed the gates of paradise
Shining in the sun
That’s how the west was won

The Kimberley is burning
Stones are in my shoes
The goose that laid the golden egg
Has nothing left to lose
Nothing but these pillowed dreams
But there’s no need to cry
The Thylacine will walk again
Before the ink is dry

We’ll storm the gates of paradise
Shining in the sun
That’s how the west was won