Lighthouse
 - written by Skip Prokop and Ralph Cole
 - as recorded by Lighthouse on the 1971 album "One Fine Morning"

 Wagons rolled out under darkened skies
 The sun refused to shine
 Four-hundred people full of hopes and dreams
 In eighteen-forty-nine
 They waved goodbye, women dried their tears
 Young men hid their fears
 They headed west, full of confidence
 That their fortunes would appear

 They packed a trunk full of china, a bible or two
 A shotgun for Leroy, a pistol for Lou
 A pretty dress for Sarah
 And a hat for sister Fay
 No one thought their greed for gold would change their lives someday

 They headed west in eighteen-forty-nine
 Sixty-one wagons, two miles long in a line
 They headed west in eighteen-forty-nine

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 March winds came, filled the sky with lightnin'
 It rained all day and night
 Old men died and backs were broken
 As they set their wagons right
 They crossed the mountains, came down to the sea
 Sure that it would be
 Gold and riches and a life of ease
 But what they didn't see...

 Was a trunk full of china all broken in two
 A shotgun for Leroy that he used on Lou
 A pretty dress for Sarah
 That they used to bury Fay
 No one thought their greed for gold would change their lives that way

 They came for gold in eighteen-forty-nine
 Sixty-one wagons, two miles long in a line
 A promised land in eighteen-forty-nine
 A promised land in eighteen-forty-nine
 A promised land in eighteen-forty-nine