Poco - Western Waterloo lyrics

(paul cotton) 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 all their might. I guess they knew that it wouldn't be long. I guess they knew that it wouldn't be long. He's come to change all the wilderness Change the course of the rivers too. He's not about ta stop for any rest But somebody, please say we're through Here we go again and again Save your woman, 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 now they're left without a home Somebody left them in the cold