歌手:Eagles
专辑:《The Very Best Of The Eagles》

作曲 : Don Henley/Glenn Frey
She came from Providence
The one in Rhode Island
Where the old world shadows hang
Heavy in the air
She packed her hopes and dreams
Like a refugee
Just as her father came across the sea
She heard about a place people were simlin
They spoke about the red man's way
And how they loved the land
And 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
And they called it paradise
I don't know why
Somebody laid the mountains low
While the town got high
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 near on way
Give them things to do
Some rich men came and raped the land
Nobody caught them
Put up a bunch of ugly boxes
And Jesus people bought 'em
And they called it paradise
The place to be
They watched the hazy sun sinking in the sea
You can leave it all behind

Just like the missionaries did so many years ago
They even brought a neon sign
Jesus is coming
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
Cause there is no more new frontier
We have got to make it here
We satifsy our endless needs
And justify our bloody deeds
In the name of destiny
And the name of God
And you can see them there
On Sunday morning
Stand up and sing about
What it's like up there
They call it paradise
I don't know why
You call someplace paradise
Kiss it goodbye