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We're the people of the plains |
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We're the true |
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Americans |
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Here we live and here we die |
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Our land Come and face us, yellow hair |
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See our feathered pride |
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See how the red man stands |
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See how we die |
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Painted faces, battlecries |
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Watch out, white man, time to die |
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Painted faces, battlecries |
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Today you die |
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No more hunger, no more strife |
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No more fear, it's time to fight |
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No more running, time to stand |
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Life is precious, life is land |
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Fire and smoke rise in the sky |
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Our brothers come, their women cry |
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Eager young warriors sharpen their knives |
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The dance of death, fire in their eyes [Spoken:] |
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And all the nations shall gather, from the |
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Black Hills to the mighty rivers: |
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Sioux, Cheyenne, |
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Blackfoot, |
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Shoshone, |
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Cree, Cherokee, |
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Many warriors for the final battle |
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We shall overcome |
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We shall finally be free |
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We shall crush the white man |
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We shall regain our lands |