Good Words

Thunder rolling down the mount
they hear your voice but it don't count
It sounds a pitch they will amount
to nothing more than wishes made
by savage men stuck in the fade
so easily abused in trade, they
They talk so convincingly
So let that trusting feeling go
Wallowa has let you grow
to nothing else your faith bestow
It's what they call God-given right
Your skin is red and theirs is white
What they can't buy they'll take with might
They talk so convincingly
But good words only last when they're spoken honestly
They talk so convincingly