The Native Daughters Of The Golden West

The Native Daughters Of The Golden West - Orchestral Manoeuvres In The Dark (夜行者)

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

They'd 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

And put their faith

In their god above

The native daughters

Of the golden west

They're made

Of light

We never

Would have guessed

So by and by

Their dreams came true

They fell

In love with boys

They knew

Their children grew fed

From the breast

Of the native daughters

Of the golden west

The native daughters

Of the golden west

They talk all day

But

We were not impressed

The native daughters

Of the golden west

They're sisters

Of mercy

They'll

Grant your last request