Hey Ruth - Indian Story lyrics

Back a long long time ago There was an old man his story he told He was the chief of a native tribe and he Spoke of beginnings and endings and wars and lies He said "I tell my tale from a different view Of the day we saw wagons and suddenly knew Our lives would never be the same but No nightmare compared to what they brought our way" "White man after white man came over the hills that protected our lives They went on to steal our freedom when their own they couldn't find." "They soon took over the west and the east Always making promises they couldn't keep My baby died from diseases they brought And all the while we hardly fought To tired to fight we travelled all day Trying to escape the d**h that they made Buffalo's gone, land's divided by train They don't want us here but they won't let us get away You should see my mother's tears too proud to well up in her eyes You should hear the wind whisper its sad goodbyes" CHORUS "If you take the land Please respect the land This is our one last plea Before we're forced to flee And lead your white man's way And to finish off these lonely lonely days We'll warn you as we once were Take only what you need and leave the land as you found it." He went on to tell me "never underestimate The power of the sun and the moon and the tide and fate" He said "you white men don't understand what it's truly like to live off the land Too bad you've never tried it then you'd realize it's not your land to have." "Everyone should get a chance to hear the owls speak their wisdom at night Everyone needs to witness coyotes that fill you with fright."