She came from Providence
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 smilin'
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 neon way
Give them things to do
Some rich men came and raped the land
Nobody caught 'em
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
Sail to Lahaina
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 satisfy our endless needs
And justify our bloody deeds
In the name of destiny
And in 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
About This Song
"The Last Resort" is a haunting environmental and social commentary that chronicles the destruction of the American frontier through westward expansion and unchecked development. The song follows a narrative arc from hopeful migration to the devastating consequences of progress, using the story of settlers moving west as a metaphor for humanity's tendency to consume and abandon places once their natural beauty is destroyed. Musically, it features the Eagles' signature harmonies over a melancholic, folk-influenced arrangement that builds to a powerful, orchestrated climax reflecting the song's tragic themes. The lyrics paint a vivid picture of paradise lost, critiquing capitalism, environmental destruction, and the cyclical nature of human migration driven by the search for unspoiled land. As the closing track on "Hotel California," it serves as a sobering finale that transforms the album's themes of excess and disillusionment into a broader statement about American society's relationship with nature and progress. The song remains one of the Eagles' most politically charged and emotionally resonant works, offering a prescient warning about environmental degradation that feels increasingly relevant today.
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