Buffy Sainte-Marie - Bury My Heart At Wounded Knee Şarkı Sözleri

Indian legislation's on the desk of a do-right Congressman
Now, he don't know much about the issue
So he picks up the phone

And he asks advice of the Senator out in Indian country
A darling of the energy companies
Who are ripping off whats left of the reservations

I learned a safety rule, I dont know who to thank
Don't stand between the reservation and the corporate bank
They'll send in federal tanks, it isnt nice but its reality

Bury my heart at wounded knee deep in the earth
Cover me with pretty lies
Bury my heart at wounded knee

They got these energy companies who want the land
And theyve got churches by the dozen who want to guide our hands
And sign Mother Earth over to pollution, war and greed

Bury my heart at wounded knee deep in the earth
Cover me with pretty lies
Bury my heart at wounded knee

We got the federal marshals, we got the covert spies
We get the liars by the fire and we got the FBI's
They lie in court and get nailed and still Peltier goes off to jail

Bury my heart at wounded knee, an aid to the reservation
Bury my heart at wounded knee, transfered in sequence
Bury my heart at wounded knee, to murder an intimidation
Bury my heart at wounded knee

My girlfriend Annie Mae talked about uranium
Her head was filled with bullets and her body dumped
The FBI cut off her hands and told us shed died of exposure

Bury my heart at wounded knee deep in the earth
Cover me with pretty lies
Bury my heart at wounded knee, bury my heart at wounded knee
Bury my heart at wounded knee, bury my heart at wounded knee
Bury my heart at wounded knee

We had the Goldrush Wars, why didnt we learn to crawl?
And now our history gets written in a liars scrawl
They tell ya, Hey honey, you can still be an Indian
D-d-down at the Y on Saturday nights

Bury my heart at wounded knee deep in the earth
Cover me with pretty lies
Bury my heart at wounded knee

Bury my heart at wounded knee deep in the earth
Cover me with pretty lies
Bury my heart at wounded knee
Bury my heart at wounded knee