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Dean-Capps |
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My father married a pure Cherokee |
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My mother's people were ashamed of me |
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The Indians said that I was white by law |
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The white man always called me "Indian squaw" |
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{Refrain} |
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Half-breed, that's all I ever heard |
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Half-breed, how I learned to hate the word |
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Half-breed, she's no good, they warned |
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Both sides were against me since the day I was born |
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We never settled, went from town to town |
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When you're not welcome you don't hang around |
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The other children always laughed at me |
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"Give her a feather, she's a Cherokee" |
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{Refrain} |
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We weren't accepted and I felt ashamed |
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Nineteen I left them, tell me who's to blame |
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My life since then has been from man to man |
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But I can't run away from what I am |
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{Refrain twice} |