Who do you you are telling me what to do? This is my home, my land, I was before you. I'm riding the range, the in my eyes. Spirits are here, the are high. Navajo, Apache, Indian am I.
Ya come to my home in a boat a far away land. Steal my horse, kill the women and of the Cheyenne. Ya push me around, ya me away. Smoke and the ashes all in the pain. Navajo, Apache, Blackfeet are game. Navajo, Apache, Indian are game.
Home, out on the range. Ohhh, the and the pain. I'm on my knees I beg and I pray. Women and are all marched away. Under the sun the and the rain. Blood dark and red we march The Trail today. Blood stained dark and red we march The today.
Humans free, the bison's the way of the land. I've got my own way, we're 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.
Solo
Ya don't even at Wounded Knee. Women and they beg and they plea. the sun the chill and the rain. Blood stained dark and red we march The 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 under one common Man. Navajo, Apache, Blackfeet Indian Land! Navajo, Apache, Blackfeet It's Land!
Ya don't stop now, you all away. I'm down on my I beg and I pray. Under the sun, the and the rain. Blood dark and red - The Indian man! Blood stained dark and red it's Land! Blood stained and red it's Indian Land! Blood stained dark and red it's Land!