Ck - Erie Dearie lyrics

Down south were plantations and the Midwest had farms The land was free and rich, but Appalachia did us harm We couldn't transport at a low price But then we had had enough and we rolled the dice DeWitt Clinton's child, 363 miles Erie dearie bring us the crops of the Midwest Not an even an old nickel from Uncle Sam Too scared to try it, not in the least bit a fan For this Clinton could not stand Jesse Hawley reached out and DeWitt lent a hand They called it Clinton's ditch, but it made us rich Cash flow, Albany to Buffalo It was 8 years until you saw your day 7 million dollars was what we paid Part of a revolution And you were our solution You made things quick and cheap, pas un fille de joie Erie dearie eighth Wonder of the World An engineering marvel Connected East to West You made New York the capital just overnight