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Indian legislation's on the desk of a do right |
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Congressman |
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And he don't know much about the issues |
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So he picks up the phone and asks the advice |
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Of the senator out in |
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Indian country |
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A darling of the energy companies |
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They're ripping off, what's left of the reservation |
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I learned the safety rule |
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I don't know who to thank |
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Don't stand between the reservation |
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And the corporate bank |
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They're sendin' federal tanks |
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It isn't nice but it's reality |
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Bury my heart at wounded knee |
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Deep in the earth |
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I said, cover me with pretty lies |
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Bury my heart at wounded knee |
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They got these energy companies |
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Who want to take the land |
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And they got churches by the dozens |
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Tryin' to guide our hands |
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And turn our |
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Mother Earth |
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Over to pollution, war and greed |
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Well, bury my heart at wounded knee(Bury my heart at wounded knee) |
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I said, deep in the earth(Bury my heart at wounded knee) |
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Won't you ca-cover me with your pretty lies(Bury my heart at wounded knee) |
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Bury my heart at wounded knee(Bury my heart at wounded knee) |
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We get the |
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Federal Marshals |
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We get the covert spies |
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We get the liars by the fire, get the |
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FBIThey lie in court and get nailed |
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And still |
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Leonard Peltier goes off to jail |
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The bullets don't match the gun(Bury my heart at wounded knee) |
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An eighth of the reservation(Bury my heart at wounded knee) |
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And was transferred in secret(Bury my heart at wounded knee) |
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Got your murder and intimidation(Bury my heart at wounded knee) |
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My girlfriend |
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Anna MayTalked about |
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UraniumHer head was full of bullets |
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And her body dumped |
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The FBI cut off hands and told us |
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She died of exposure, yeah right |
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Bury my heart at wounded knee(Bury my heart at wounded knee) |
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Deep in the earth(Bury my heart at wounded knee) |
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Won't you cover me with pretty lies(Bury my heart at wounded knee) |
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Bury my heart at wounded knee(Bury my heart at wounded knee) |
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I talk about a revolution |
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We had the gold rush wars |
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Why didn't we learn to crawl? |
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And now our history gets written in a liar's scrawl |
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They tell me "Honey you can still be an IndianDown at the Y on Saturday night''Bury my heart at wounded knee, hey(Bury my heart at wounded knee)I said deep in your earth(Bury my heart at wounded knee)You can cover me with all your pretty lies(Bury my heart at wounded knee)Bury my heart at wounded knee(Bury my heart at wounded knee)Bury my heart(It was an eighth of the reservation)Bury my heart(Yeah, was transferred in secret)Bury my heart(Yeah, got your murder, murder, murder and intimidation)Bury my heart(Bury me, bury me, bury me)Bury my heartBury my heartBury my heartBury my heart |
