run little indian while you can
while we set our camp
how can hair be black, black like the ocean's back
slip back in the night,
back behind the light
run little indian, run away
while we're all asleep
how can skin be clean, clean like the river's sheen
yes little indian yes you should
turn and face your own woods
slip back in the night
back behind the light
run little indian while you can
while our fires die
how can eyes be wide, wide open like the sky
know little indian we are fast
and our guns are faster
go back in the night
good luck and good-bye
A great honor to the native american people
KrisShred 1 year ago