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. are here, the mountains are high. Navajo, Apache, Blackfeet am I.
Ya come to my home in a from a far away land. Steal my horse, the women and children of the Cheyenne. Ya push me around, ya me away. and the ashes all rise 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. the sun the chill and the rain. Blood dark and red we march The Trail today. Blood dark and red we march The Trail today.
Humans free, the bison's 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, Blackfeet today. Navajo, Apache, Indian today.
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Ya stop even at Wounded Knee. Women and children beg and they plea. Under the sun the and the rain. stained dark and red we march The Trail today. Blood stained and red we march The Trail today.
You are my brother, my neighbor, free. We are all one, humans are we. One nation one common Man. Navajo, Apache, It's Indian Land! Navajo, Apache, Blackfeet Indian Land!
Ya stop now, you all look away. I'm on my knees I beg and I pray. the sun, the chill and the rain. Blood stained and red - The Indian man! Blood stained dark and red it's Land! Blood stained dark and red it's Land! Blood stained and red it's Indian Land!