Wounded Knee

I took a bride in the badlands
in 1852
She was warm as the morning sun
That shone in the morning in the dew
There wars up on our land
We could not settle down
The years went by
We watched our people die
We laid them in the ground

I watched my sons grow tall and strong
But one by one they fell
My daughters were raped by the Calvary
I wish them all to hell
I wished them all to hell

Custer said to Crazy horse Wolves are on your heel
Crazy horse said the wolves will howl
When they see you Kneel

The Battles are raging and the bullets flew
and the skies turned red
The men all fought unto the end
The women and the children fled

When sitting Bull was killed in the stockade
For the crime of being proud
The people all went with big Foot to find
The renegade Chief Red cloud

I caught a bullet in my knee
I passed out from the pain
When I finally came again
They said my wife had been slain
They said my wife had been slain

Custer did to crazy horse
Can you feel my blood on your heels
Crazy horse said the sound of a heartbeat is a sound you'll never feel

they dug a grave in the back of the church

laid my people in the ground
Buried my wife and my last long son
I hung my heavy head down

The medicine man he gathered us together
Distance in his eyes
and before he spoke a word
He raised his hands to the sky

Through our battles have been lost
No one has been won
Though it be a hundred years
We will overcome
We will overcome

He lifted his head and he said once more
Turn your eyes to the east
Soon the morning sun will come
No war can cause to cease
No war can cause to cease.