Letra Church de Fairground Saints

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If there's one thing I know it's that there ain't no gold in California
And my back is broke from this old oxen's yoke I'm wearing for you
Train tracks went through the woods, filled up with foreign goods
Steam whistle in my ear confirms my biggest fear
Our church is gonna change, river waters rise
Across the open range, gonna hear that settler's cry
If there's one thing I know, it's that we dug too deep in California
And he sung me some words, some South American love song gone and stolen
We tread on hallowed ground, good Lord don't make a sound
It's gonna die down in the glen, dam loved by wealthy men
That train is gonna come, it's gonna bring that city steel
Brother you can't run from the devil's crooked deal
Our church is gonna change, our church is gonna change
That flag was flying on fire, my Bible burned to the ground
If you train your ear on top of wires, you think you're safe and sound
But the church is gonna change
Across the open range, you'll hear that settler's cry
That train is gonna come, it's gonna bring that city steel
Brother you can't run from the devil's crooked deal
Yeah the church is gonna change [repeats]


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