Jon Franke

Jon Franke

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Amos' Destiny

Written By: Jonathan S. Franke

Westward bound for Oregon in the spring of forty-nine
All that Amos once held dear, he left it all behind
There were tales of rivers filled with gold
Timbers straight and tall
A young man’s dream would soon come true
A treasure he would hold.

Three months on the trail, weeks of wind and rain
The trail boss says we’ll hold up here, rest this wagon train
The moon shone bright, the stars alive
A night of brief repose
Tomorrow was another day
Onward they would go.

The settlers, five hundred strong, reached the Barlow Road
By raft or land to journey on, the water route they chose
The unforgivin’ river
Tempest, tumult, storm
Three souls lost their lives that day
They went to meet their lord.

The journey nearly over, Amos saw the light
The treasure he was seeking, lay right before his eyes
The freedom of a man to shape his destiny
Is born in a nation of life and liberty
There were tales of rivers filled with gold
Timbers straight and tall
This young man’s dream was always true
A treasure he did hold
The freedom of a man to shape his destiny
Is born in a nation of life and liberty
Of life and liberty.