Who do you think you are me what to do? This is my home, my land, I was here you. I'm riding the range, the in my eyes. Spirits are here, the are high. Navajo, Apache, Blackfeet am I.
Ya come to my in a boat from a far away land. Steal my horse, kill the and children of the Cheyenne. Ya me around, ya throw me away. Smoke and the ashes all in the pain. Navajo, Apache, Blackfeet are game. Navajo, Apache, Blackfeet are game.
Home, out on the range. Ohhh, the and the pain. I'm down on my I beg and I pray. Women and children are all away. the sun the chill and the rain. Blood stained dark and red we The Trail today. Blood stained dark and red we The Trail today.
Humans roam free, the the way of the land. got my own way, we're children of the red man. Five-hundred are all locked away. is my land, my home, and my say. Navajo, Apache, Indian today. Navajo, Apache, Indian today.
Guitar
Ya don't stop at Wounded Knee. Women and children they beg and plea. Under the sun the and the rain. Blood stained dark and red we The Trail today. Blood dark and red we march The Trail today.
You are my brother, my neighbor, free. We are all one, just are we. One nation one common Man. Navajo, Apache, It's Indian Land! Navajo, Apache, It's Indian Land!
Ya don't now, you all look away. I'm down on my I beg and I pray. Under the sun, the and the rain. Blood stained and red - The Indian man! Blood stained dark and red Indian Land! Blood stained dark and red it's Land! stained dark and red it's Indian Land!