E A B E She came from Providence, the one in Rhode Island. E A B E Where the old world shadows hang, heavy in the air. E A B E She packed her hopes and dreams, like a refugee. E A B E Just as her father came, across the sea. She heard about a place, people were smiling, Spoke about the red man's ways, how they loved the land. They came from everywhere, to the Great Divide, Seeking a place to stand, or a place to hide. Down in the crowded bars, out for a good time, can't wait to tell you all, what it's like up there. They called it paradise, I don't know why, somebody laid the mountains low, while the town got high. And then the chilly winds blew down, across the desert, through the canyons of the coast, to the Malibu, Where the pretty people play, hungry for power, To light their neon ways, give 'em things to do. Some rich men came and raped the land, nobody caught 'em, put up a bunch of ugly boxes, and Jesus people bought 'em. They called it paradise, the place to be, they watched the hazy sun, sinking in the sea. G C D G We can leave it all behind, and sail to Lahaina, G C D G just like the missionaries did, so many years ago. G C D G They even brought a neon sign, “Jesus is coming”, G C D G brought the white man's burden down, brought the white man's reign. Who will provide the grand design, what is yours and what is mine, 'cuz there is no more new frontier, we have got to make it here. We satisfy our endless needs, and justify our bloody deeds, in the name of destiny, and in the name of God. And you can see them there, on Sunday morning, they stand up and sing about, what it's like up there. They called it paradise, I don't know why Call someplace paradise, kiss it goodbye. | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA C D E G B |