| Song | Move That Wigwam |
| Artist | Stray |
| Album | Saturday Morning Pictures |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Bromham | |
| Bromham | |
| Indians didn't have nowhere to go | |
| And they could not understand | |
| White men took 'em from their Indian homes | |
| And put 'em on a piece of land | |
| White man he ain't never gonna harm you | |
| White man he ain't never gonna harm you | |
| Indians didn't have very much choice | |
| But swore they'd live in peace | |
| All the land that they used to own | |
| Was as far as the eye could see | |
| White man he ain't never gonna harm you | |
| White man he ain't never gonna harm you | |
| This used to be our land | |
| The white man took it from our hands | |
| They say they'll give us ground | |
| But thanks a lot for what was ours | |
| Indians didn't have very much choice | |
| But swore they'd live in peace | |
| All the land that they used to own | |
| Was as far as the eye could see | |
| White man he ain't never gonna harm you | |
| White man he ain't never gonna harm you |
| zuo qu : Bromham | |
| Bromham | |
| Indians didn' t have nowhere to go | |
| And they could not understand | |
| White men took ' em from their Indian homes | |
| And put ' em on a piece of land | |
| White man he ain' t never gonna harm you | |
| White man he ain' t never gonna harm you | |
| Indians didn' t have very much choice | |
| But swore they' d live in peace | |
| All the land that they used to own | |
| Was as far as the eye could see | |
| White man he ain' t never gonna harm you | |
| White man he ain' t never gonna harm you | |
| This used to be our land | |
| The white man took it from our hands | |
| They say they' ll give us ground | |
| But thanks a lot for what was ours | |
| Indians didn' t have very much choice | |
| But swore they' d live in peace | |
| All the land that they used to own | |
| Was as far as the eye could see | |
| White man he ain' t never gonna harm you | |
| White man he ain' t never gonna harm you |
| zuò qǔ : Bromham | |
| Bromham | |
| Indians didn' t have nowhere to go | |
| And they could not understand | |
| White men took ' em from their Indian homes | |
| And put ' em on a piece of land | |
| White man he ain' t never gonna harm you | |
| White man he ain' t never gonna harm you | |
| Indians didn' t have very much choice | |
| But swore they' d live in peace | |
| All the land that they used to own | |
| Was as far as the eye could see | |
| White man he ain' t never gonna harm you | |
| White man he ain' t never gonna harm you | |
| This used to be our land | |
| The white man took it from our hands | |
| They say they' ll give us ground | |
| But thanks a lot for what was ours | |
| Indians didn' t have very much choice | |
| But swore they' d live in peace | |
| All the land that they used to own | |
| Was as far as the eye could see | |
| White man he ain' t never gonna harm you | |
| White man he ain' t never gonna harm you |