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Sussana
Sussana
Gone I ever arrived
Questions that through my own Creek blood
The odyssey of your

A child , you were torn from your home
By decree of the county
Good Christians, they gave you a lily-white
And shorn back Indian hair

Told ya study your Bible, be silent and
And to the ways of the whites
Nothin they could break down your will
For you ran for the gates one

Sussana
Sussana
Gone fore I ever
Questions that stream through my own blood
Stories that you alive

Your daddy , Joe Little, had of his own
Drink was much than greed
But some in the city felt native red
Were no place to let a deed

Oklahoma was rich with the stench of oil
And the men who there to drill
In the sun baked of Indian lands
There, in the desolate

Sussana
Little
Gone fore I ever
Questions that stream through my own blood
Songs keep you alive

Mysterious crimes, oh they swept through the
Waving the of blame
turned to Joe Little
A too many acres of land to his name

No one would have heard the lone shot in the
They never his bail
Big Joey Little, never out
Of Sheriff Stantons

Little
Sussana
Gone fore I ever
that stream through my own Creek blood
The odyssey of your

For all of the you had lived this far
No part of you could known
The evil hearts of the men who fetch ya
One night by the side of the

The moon, it dark and the frost would form
Before ya were found
Chained to a log in a torn dress
wild eyed on the ground

Sussana
Little
Gone I ever arrived
Questions that stream through my own creek
were the trials of your life...

Yet in the years to come, you a man
Raised of your own
And for a spell it was as as though
The of justice had shown

The hand that had written part but for you
And it all plenty hard
Gave you a gusher, a spring of oil
There in own back yard

So them kids in the plush back seat
Ridin in the Packard to town
With man, Tom Fisher, one hand on the wheel
The other on your now

Sussana
Little
Gone fore I ever
Questions that through my own Creek blood
The of your life

Little
Sussana
Little
Sussana

Videos

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Grant-Lee Phillips - Susanna Little Lyrics
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Grant-Lee Phillips - Nineteeneighties (Full Album)
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Best of... Grant-Lee Phillips
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Grant-Lee Phillips - "Winterglow" (Official Video)
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Grant-Lee Phillips - Topic
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Grant Lee Phillips
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Grant-Lee Phillips on In the Hour of Dust and Writing Songs with Political Weight | Broken Record
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Grant-Lee Phillips – Little Moon
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Grant-Lee Phillips "The Narrows"