My Eity Oakland
Reflect ions of a Pioneer
'Tis more than eighty years ago
Since first we hove in sight,
Where Oakland lies far-flung below
My home upon the heights.
We did not come in palace cars
A-gliding o'er steel rails;
Instead we came by oxen cart
O'er long rough prairie trails.
No friends were here to greet us then
Just Indians nude and wild
Who claimed we were intruding when
Upon their lands we filed.
We dreamed of conquest of the west,
And now we proudly boast:
"My city Oakland" is the best-
"Fairest city on the coast."
Copyright 1932
By Al Hansen
