an old village charm

High Chaparral
The people once got it good
Complacenty enriches forgetfulness
When encroaching predators came
They didnt know it happened

Years of support
Giving it to Bee Anne
Promises may have given
In the end zero interest came

High Chaparral
Lingering on with politicians
Fighting for a cause
When legality is gone

Go back to the beginning
Look into the land alienation
Find the records if it is still there
Maybe in British muzium archives

The protests have no result
The land belonging to somebody's else
The people there are just squatters
They were fooled blind

Giving support to Bee Anne then
For over 50 years blindly accorded
Now they are in a bad situation
The Nutmeg village can be gone

High Chaparral
A passing of an old village charm
Only the memories and footprints
It will be there whispering by the wind