You play the firing squad; I’ll be the target
I’ll just stand here broken-hearted and amazed
You are the angry mob, I hear you callin’
Your straw-man gallows swing with
hunger unrestrained

Yeah
Yeah

You’ve raped my eyes wide open
Now it’s easy to see
How you’d say I’m (it's easy to see)
guilty of treason
So un-American
Just don’t call me blind

Yeah

Reach over cotton fields; look past the jungles
Post-cards from Wounded Knee and burning desert hell
So long as you can sleep clear of your conscience
Leave future history to those who write so well

Yeah
Yeah

You’ve raped my eyes wide open
Now it’s easy to see
How you’d say I’m (it’s easy to see)
guilty of treason
So un-American
Just don’t call me blind

Yeah
Yeah

I swear my allegiance to the memory
The shadow
Of a nation that could have been
I swear my allegiance to the memory
The shadow
Of a nation that never was

You’ve raped my eyes wide open
Now it’s easy to see
How you’d say I’m
guilty of treason
So un-American
Just don’t call me blind

guilty of treason
So un-American
Just don’t call me blind


Lyrics submitted by jpers36

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