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Aurora borealis |
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The icy sky at night |
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Paddles cut the water |
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In a long and hurried flight |
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From the white man to the fields of green |
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And the homeland we've never seen. |
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They killed us in our tepee |
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And they cut our women down |
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They might have left some babies |
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Cryin' on the ground |
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But the firesticks and the wagons come |
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And the night falls on the setting sun. |
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They massacred the buffalo |
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Kitty corner from the bank |
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The taxis run across my feet |
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And my eyes have turned to blanks |
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In my little box at the top of the stairs |
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With my Indian rug and a pipe to share. |
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I wish I was a trapper |
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I would give thousand pelts |
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To sleep with Pocahontas |
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And find out how she felt |
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In the mornin' on the fields of green |
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In the homeland we've never seen. |
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And maybe Marlon Brando |
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Will be there by the fire |
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We'll sit and talk of Hollywood |
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And the good things there for hire |
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Like the Astrodome and the first tepee |
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Marlon Brando, Pocahontas and me |
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Marlon Brando, Pocahontas and me |
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Pocahontas. |