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Contact artistOur focus shifts back in time and across the wide Atlantic Ocean where we meet two desperate souls and the Mormons.
In the great wide plains of America
The land is hard and the land is dry
Not a blade of grass in the brittle earth
Not a bird in the steel blue sky
A tall thin man is staggering
He holds a child, she’s about five
They’re both so tired and thirsty that
They’re only just about alive
The rest of their group has died on the way
And the man thinks they’ll both be dead in a day
Oh, there is such pain on the great alkali plain
The man he stops, lays the young girl down
He cannot move, he’s done his best
The two say prayers then close their eyes
For it is time for the long rest
But there, in the distance, and now getting close
The sound of a hundred wheels making their approach
Oh, the Mormons are coming
Oh, and they are just in time
Section 2
‘Hey brother Stangerson, can you see those people over there? No, over there!
There’s a girl and there’s a man, let’s help them out as best we can but we’ll do it the Morman way!’
We’ll the man he man introduced himself ‘My name is John Ferrier, and this here’s Lucy, nope, she ain’t my daughter, but she’s my own, as I saved her’ and the Mormans said they’d look after them but only if they became believers. So they did.