Fantasy - The Song of Crazy Horse lyrics

[Intro] You took his land and you ate his corn And on his grave your land was born You took his pride and you fed him dirt You wished him winter without a shirt And you called this red man "Savage" And after you crushed him you helped him up To let him drink from an empty cup You gave him the Navy without the fleet And made him lick your hands and kiss your feet And you named this mad dog "Savage" Well I found a book the other day So I looked up red and white to see what it'd say One was a savage the other unlearned Like a look in the mirror the tables were turned For history has named you "Savage" [Verse 1] In the year of '65 When I was very young We watched the dust clouds to the South We knew that you had come We saw you build your chain of forts Along the Bozeman Road But Red Cloud had his allies counted Long before it snowed And someday Great White Father you will know my name [Verse 2] In December of '66 You met me face to face I decoyed your Captain Fetterman And we never left a trace Into our sacred homelands Your bluecoat soldiers came But we just taught you a heap big lesson In the Battle of a Hundred Slain And someday Great White Father you will know my name [Verse 3] In the June of '76 Our Nation joined its hands We made our camps on the Little Big Horn Not knowing of your plans You sent your long-haired Custer With the Seventh Cavalry To hunt and k** my children For wanting to be free And I think it's time Great White Father that you knew my name [Bridge] It's Crazy Horse, it's Crazy Horse And I wish you were here to see Cause I got Yellow Hair cornered at the Big Horn And I'm about to set him free Ride to the village to get my Oglalas' The Sans Arc and the Minneconjous' Get Sitting Bull with his band of Hunkpapas' The Brules' and Blackfoots too Ridin' home from battle came the Cheyenne ponies With white blood drippin' from their feet Their riders were lookin' and shoutin' up to Heaven Here's to Chivington at Sand Creek [---] Hey there Mister Wagonmaster what do you have inside Hidden underneath of that buffalo hide Could it be you brought to me some food from the man back East So my starving children could have a feast [---] Hey mother come look and see What the master done brought to me It's alcohol, tobacco and guns Alcohol, tobacco and guns [---] Now I have seen the eagle soaring beautiful and free I don't want no man to make less of me Do you take me for a fool or as a little child And do you really wonder what's made me wild [---] Hey paleface you better run Because my men been havin' lots of fun On your alcohol, tobacco, and guns Alcohol, tobacco and guns [---] I have waited patiently for you to pay your rent But as yet I haven't seen that first red cent I don't think that there's much chance of me evicting you But watch out for the day that you get Sioux'd [---] A hundred years have seen the setting sun But his sad country still is run On his alcohol, tobacco, and guns Alcohol, tobacco, and guns A hundred years have seen the setting sun But his sad country still is run On his alcohol, tobacco, and guns Alcohol, tobacco, and guns [Verse 4] Now you try to trick me And lock me up in jail Where would a stupid savage Find the bondsman or the bail I turn to run for I am scared I want so to be free I feel the ice-cold bayonet As it sinks deep inside of me But someday Great White Father you'll remember me [Verse 5] Sioux warriors teach your children The white man's evil tongue Make them know the name of Crazy Horse And the battles he has won So they will know the truth When it's knowledge that they crave Let them sing of the Land of the Free And the Home of the Brave And of the Great White Father that dug my grave [Verse 6] Brown rivers once were blue Now the fish float upside-down Ancestral burial grounds That's where you've built your towns The smokestacks from your factories They pollute my skies You slaughtered all my buffalo And you left me here to die And all of this you have done in the name of God [---] Crazy Horse he was laid to rest On a creek called Wounded Knee But there is more buried in his grave Than the wisest men could see [---] I have dreamed the vision of the horse that dances wild I have seen the land of the Great Beyond I am one with this Earth as a little child Let my eternal life shine on I have dreamed the vision of the horse that dances wild I have seen the land of the Great Beyond I am one with this Earth as a little child Let my eternal life shine on [---] Crazy Horse he was laid to rest On a creek called Wounded Knee But there is more buried in his grave Than the wisest men could see Crazy Horse he was laid to rest On a creek called Wounded Knee But there is more buried in his grave Than the wisest men could see Crazy Horse he was laid to rest On a creek called Wounded Knee But there is more buried in his grave Than the wisest men could see [---] Milkweed illusion casts its die And the horse that dances starts to fly Rhythms of metamorphosis leave their stain Memories of happiness kept in vain The target tomorrow is one step beyond For lilies of mercy lost on a pond They cry out for freedom to the lighthouse above They are angels of victory, peace and love Visions of odin dark and oblique Mind over matter which all men seek A vague understanding with no recourse And a fond remembrance .... of Crazy Horse [---] Just ride away And travel right out through space and time Try and find a way Of leaving the illusion behind And in this sleep your mind will be awakened To the calling of a dream that lies within You're just a child who has but to remember That in yourself you just found your best friend So ride away And let your mind go through its metamorphosis And try and find a way To bring your sunken love back to the surface Sail on silver clouds straight through the fire Like a lily pad adrift on a windless sea Clinging to the breast of Mother Nature Together sailing beautiful and free Ride away [---] It's said that Crazy Horse had the power to dream himself into the real world And leave the illusion behind [Double Chant] [---] So ride away And don't recall the things that are best forgotten And try and find a way Of picking from the barrel the one that's rotten The key to peace is sitting on your shoulders So knock upon the door and you walk on in You're just a child who has but to remember That in yourself you just found your best friend So ride away Ride away So ride away Ride away So ride away Ride away [Outro] Crazy Horse he was laid to rest On a creek called Wounded Knee