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Linda Allen
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Overland, 1852
My name is Emma Logan, and I come from Tennessee It's there I spent my childhood with my friends and family I married young John Logan back in 1844 That day he promised Pa I'd never go far from his door
The children came so quickly, but my Ma was so close by She'd help out with the births, and then she'd hold 'em when they'd cry I thought my life was settled 'til the day John said to me 'Pack the wagon, woman. We are leaving Tennessee'
He had a notion to go West, he was the restless sort And Lord knows, land was cheap, and our money always short But I cried the day he told me, and I begged for us to stay He only said, 'We're goin'. It's best we don't delay'.
'Twas in the Spring of '52 that we left Tennessee Leaving my dear mother who I never more will see And my friends, I thought my heart would break to leave them all behind For my husband's great adventure, his fortune for to find
For two months we had travelled--and half our oxen dead Our wagon bein' slow the others chose to go ahead Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com I measured each day's progress by the miles and by the graves And the fear that gripped my heart I will remember all my days
The baby came in August in a cold Sierra storm We huddled in the cold and wet and waited for the morn How I longed for women's company, a woman's tender care Next morning early we moved out, to rest we did not dare
My sweet baby Sierra was the first child that did die We laid her in the hard-baked earth, and I too weak to cry Then cholera took my oldest boy - his sister, Annabelle Fell out of the wagon and was crushed beneath the wheels
Half my children gone and the winter comin' on We came to California nearly starved, our money gone John went to pan for gold and soon forgot the kids and me And now I take in washin' and I curse his memory
Now if your husband tells you, load the wagons, you must go To seek your fortune in the West, my dear, you must not go But remember what I've told you lest your fate be like my own Make your own choice. Let him go. You're better off alone
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