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Crow has brought the message |
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To the children of the sun |
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For the return of the buffalo |
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And for a better day to come |
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You can kill my body |
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You can damn my soul |
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For not believing in your god |
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And some world down below |
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You don't stand a chance against my prayers |
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You don't stand a chance against my love |
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They outlawed the Ghost Dance |
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They outlawed the Ghost Dance |
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But we shall live again, we shall live again |
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My sister above |
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She has red paint |
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She died at Wounded Knee |
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Like a later day saint |
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You got the big drum in the distance |
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The blackbird's in the sky |
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That's the sound that you hear |
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When the buffalo cry |
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You don't stand a chance against my prayers |
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You don't stand a chance against my love |
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They outlawed the Ghost Dance |
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They outlawed the Ghost Dance |
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But we shall live again, we shall live again |
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We shall live again |
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Crazy Horse was a mystic |
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He knew the secret of the trance |
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And Sitting Bull the great apostle |
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Of the Ghost Dance |
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Come on Comanche |
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Come on Blackfoot |
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Come on Shoshone |
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Come on Cheyenne |
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We shall live again |
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We shall live again |
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Come on Arapaho |
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Come on Cherokee |
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Come on Paiute |
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Come on Sioux |
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We shall live again |
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You used to do the Ghost Dance |
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You used to do the Ghost Dance |
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You don't sing them kinda songs no more |