Chaska

In the back of the heart of blue earth county
Many many years ago
I stood in the cold next to my mother
And 38 men blindfold
As the natives took their place singing their death song
The prison chaplain called their names
But he got one of the names wrong
Now I've been
Fighting
With this notion that the world does
A good man well
I seen all around me
A man do hateful things
And he's still walking around y'see
While the good one's gone
Some say there was no mistake, some say
They wanted that man to be hung
For falling in love with a white woman
And caring for her infant son
When he was first captured, she cried
“Don't take him, you don't know
If not for him, my bones would be bleaching on the prairie
My children with little crow”
Now I've been
Fighting
With this notion that the world does
A good man well
I seen all around me
A man do hateful things
And he's still walking around y'see
While the good one's gone
As the moment came and the ropes all placed
And the drums they quieted the crowd
The men wailed and danced on the trap door gallows
And yelled each other's names so loud
And when they heard their name, they yelled
“I'm here, I'm here”
And they yell out their fellowman's name for the heavens to hear
And the clergyman spoke on
About Christ, and how he died
And the ax was lifted high
I've been
Fighting
With this notion that the world does
A good man well
I seen all around me
A man do hateful things
And he's still walking around y'see
While the good one's gone
Ey, ey
Good one’s gone
Ey, ey
Good one’s gone
Good one’s gone