Lakota-Joni Mitchell
I am Lakota
Looking at money man
Diggin' the deadly quotas
Out of balance
Out of hand
We want the land
Lay down the reeking or
Don't you hear the shrieking in the trees
Everywhere you touch the earth she's sore
Every time you skin her all things weep
Your money mocks us
Restitution what good can it do
Kennelled in metered boxes
Red dogs in debt to you
I am Lakota
Fighting among ourselves
All we can say with one whole heart
Is we won't sell
No we'll never sell
We want the land
The lonely coyote calls
In the woodlands footprints of the deer
In the barrooms poor drunk bastard falls
In the courtrooms deaf ears sixty years
You think we're sleeping but
Quietly like rattlesnakes and stars
We have seen the trampled rainbows
In the smoke of cars
Brave
Broken
Grave
Oh pity me
Weak
Faithful
Meek
Oh pity me
I am Lakota
Standing on sacred land
We never sold these Black Hills
To the missile heads
To the power plants
We want the land
The bullet and the fence
The black coats and the booze
Courts that circumvent
Nothing left to lose
Tell me grandfather
You spoke the fur and feather tongues
Do you hear the whimpering waters
When the tractors come
Brave
Broken
slave
Oh pity me
Weak
Faithful
Meek
Oh pity me
Sun pity me
Mother earth
Moon pity me
Shadows
Stretching on the forest floor
Oh pity me
Grass pity me
Rocks pity me
Water
Standing in a wakan manner
Oh pity me...
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