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Out in the prairie the bison dared to roam |
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The crying of a lone shot claimed they're forever gone |
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High in the breezing winds an eagle dared to fly |
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For the white man's sake the covenant was just a lie |
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Out in the flowing streams the beaver dared to build |
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The never ending ignorance the paleface's guilt |
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A single tent was left lonesome in the woods |
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When the cannons spoke the words |
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Murderers took off the hoods |
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[Chorus] |
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For all times rise |
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Cheyenne spirit rise |
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By the grace of all your wisdom |
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In the hunting grounds it flies |
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Chase the track and ride free |
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Eternal unity |
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Let the flutes play for a last time |
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Ban the white man's tyranny |
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And they came riding with their hate |
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And marching with their greed |
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External territories |
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Served their senseless need |
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But they stood tall in their own fate |
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They knew their bloody way |
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Along the line of fire |
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Into the grand decay |
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[Chorus] |