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There we were, living on our island in the sun |
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Life was so easy, there was plenty for everyone |
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'Long come a white man who saw the milk and honey |
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Now we're making due while he's making all the money |
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Oh no, not a Wounded Knee |
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Another wheel stops rolling |
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Oh no, not a Wounded Knee again |
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There we were, living in our village in the trees |
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We were minding our own business, |
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We were doing as we please |
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'Long came a white man with attitudes and axes |
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Now we're doing overtime and paying lots of taxes |
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(Chorus) |
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The promises and gifts he brings |
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In honor of the songs he sings |
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Are tearing us apart |
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We were pow-wowing to our hearts content |
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We had the great spirit, we didn't need a president |
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'Long came a white man from the civilised nations |
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Now he ain't having second thoughts |
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But we've got reservations |
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Oh no, not a Wounded Knee |
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Another wheel stops rolling |
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Oh no, not a Wounded Knee |
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Another bell starts tolling |
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Oh no, not a Wounded Knee |
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Another people starts calling |
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Oh no, not a Wounded Knee again |