Bury my Heart at Wounded Knee lyrics

Indian legislation on the desk of a do-right Congressman

Now, he don't know much about the issue

so he picks up the phone and he asks advice from the

Senator out in Indian country

A darling of the energy companies who are

ripping off what's left of the reservations. Huh.

I learned a safety rule

I don't know who to thank

Don't stand between the reservation and the

corporate bank

They send in federal tanks

It isn't nice but it's reality

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Bury my heart at Wounded Knee

Deep in the Earth

Cover me with pretty lies

bury my heart at Wounded Knee. Huh.

They got these energy companies that want the land

and they've got churches by the dozen who want to

guide our hands

and sign Mother Earth over to pollution, war and

greed

Get rich... get rich quick.

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We got the federal marshals

We got the covert spies

We got the liars by the fire

We got the FBIs

They lie in court and get nailed

and still Peltier goes off to jail

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My girlfriend Annie Mae talked about uranium

Her head was filled with bullets and her body dumped

The FBI cut off her hands and told us she'd died of

exposure

Loo loo loo loo loo

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We had the Goldrush Wars

Aw, didn't we learn to crawl and still our history gets

written in a liar's scrawl

They tell 'ya "Honey, you can still be an Indian

d-d-down at the 'Y'

on Saturday nights"

Bury my heart at Wounded Knee

Deep in the Earth

Cover me with pretty lies

Bury my heart at Wounded Knee. Huh!