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