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 from a far away land. Steal my horse, the women and children of the Cheyenne. Ya push me around, ya me away. Smoke and the ashes all in the pain. Navajo, Apache, Indian 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 march The today. Blood stained dark and red we march The today.
Humans roam free, the the way of the land. I've got my own way, 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, Blackfeet today.
Guitar
Ya don't stop at Wounded Knee. Women and children beg and they plea. 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.
You are my brother, my neighbor, free. We are all one, just are we. One nation one common Man. Navajo, Apache, Blackfeet Indian Land! Navajo, Apache, Blackfeet Indian Land!
Ya don't now, you all look away. I'm on my knees I beg and I pray. Under the sun, the and the rain. Blood stained dark and red - The man! Blood stained and red it's Indian Land! Blood dark and red it's Indian Land! Blood stained dark and red it's Land!