The white-man ravaged the frontiers,
The hunting grounds and the plains,
Their braves were slaughtered in thousands,
The blood was falling like rain,
The treaties were signed and the white-man smiled,
While twisting their knives in their backs,
The whole Indian Nation, was facing starvation,
A net of illusion, was squeezing the life from the tribes,
Their women were tortured, their bodies thrown into the flames.

The flaming arrows were flying,
And smoke rose up to the sky,
The cavalry kept on charging,
The soldiers never asked why,
The Chiefs still believe that their people could rise,
And unite in a final attack,
The treaties were broken by white-mans's greed,
They fought for their freedom, bought with blood,
The Cherokee Nation, Shawnee and Sioux,
A million war-braves, in surprise attack.

The Sioux, Cheyenne and Apache,
United, ready for war
The cavalry was surrounded,
Trapped at the Little Big Horn
The soldiers all died, not one left alive,
The Indian Nation had given them hell
The treaties were broken by white-mans's greed,
They fought for their freedom, bought with blood,
The Cherokee Nation, Shawnee and Sioux,
A million war-braves, in surprise attack.


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