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, Indian am I.
Ya to my home in a boat from a far away land. my horse, kill the women and children of the Cheyenne. Ya push me around, ya me away. and the ashes all rise in the pain. Navajo, Apache, Indian are game. Navajo, Apache, Indian are game.
Home, out on the range. Ohhh, the and the pain. I'm down on my 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 The Trail 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.
Solo
Ya don't stop even at Knee. Women and they beg and they plea. Under the sun the and the rain. Blood 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 under one common Man. Navajo, Apache, Blackfeet It's Land! Navajo, Apache, Blackfeet It's Land!
Ya stop now, you all look away. I'm down on my I beg and I pray. the sun, the chill and the rain. Blood dark and red - The Indian man! stained dark and red it's Indian Land! Blood stained and red it's Indian Land! Blood stained and red it's Indian Land!