Bury my soul Where the dust meets the sea Turn it loose in a lonely place Where man can still be free Make up my clothes and sheets In a ball, put them in the ground Tell my children only truths Teach them to be proud Tell them dreams and miracles When thy thunder stops Bury my heart!
Bury my heart!
I was born a travelling trooper But I laid my wings to rest Once I beat myself in squallor Now I feather up my nest There are flags in my back yard Colours on my wall I pay my servant well But I made the bastard crawl And I pretend no blessed evil soul That I don't hear that thunder start Bury my heart!
There's a lily in the valley Where I brought the news to Ro I offered him my visions but The heathen rose to go So I took my shining sabre and I slew My sinning friend A christian burial was all he needed To make him whole again And I looked up way above me and God rent the sky apart Bury my heart!
Bury my heart! Bury my heart!
We're God's chosen people This and other truths I know Put them into vicious practice Because the bible tells me so And I drowned the noble savage In the blessed holy water I burned his filthy village And I civilized his daughter
The liars in this world Who say we shame the blood of Christ But killing is his mercy And nits grow into lice
And all those gooks I napalmed Man, I did it in God's name When the fools put me on trial I shouted out I'm not to blame -- I did it for him! I did it for him!
I did it for him! He made do it! He tore the heavens apart
Bury my heart! Bury my heart! Bury my heart!
Now I'm going to wilderness On a horse that I can trust I will die where I fall In the hot dry dust And if you come to that place Remember this truth
That he who's born to property Is he who's born to lose Will you bury my soul Where the dust meets the sea Will you bury my heart At Wounded Knee! Bury my heart At Wounded Knee! Bury my heart At Wounded Knee! Bury my heart!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
