In ecstasy they cry to know
if their parents love will let them grow
their motherĄŻs pride, their fatherĄŻs joy
we thank the stars that theyĄŻre not boys
the native daughters of the golden west
their beauty is priceless

as children do they stayed at home
waiting for the day that they were grown
the future seemed so far away
but every night theyĄŻd kneel and pray
But all in all they did their best
and one by one they left the nest
across the globe they searched for love
and put their faith in god above
The native daughters of the golden west
theyĄŻre made out of light
we never would have guessed

so by and by their dreams came true they fell in love with boys they knew
their children grew fed from the breast
of the native daughters of the golden west
the native daughters of the golden west
they talk all day
but we were not impressed
The native daughters of the golden west
theyĄŻre sisters of mercy
theyĄŻll grant your last request