My father married a pure Cherokee
My mother’s people were ashamed of me
The Indians said I was white by law
The White Man always called me “Indian Squaw”
Half-breed, that’s all I ever heard
Half-breed, how I learned to hate the word
Half-breed, she’s no good they warned
Both sides were against me since the day I was born
Respect is something that you earn
Our Indian brothers getting burned
Original American
Turned into second class citizen
Cry for the Indians - Die for the Indians
Cry for the Indians - Cry, cry, cry for the Indians
Blow, blow Seminole wind,
Blow like you’re never gonna blow again…
They took the whole Cherokee nation
Put us on this reservation
Took away our ways of life
The tomahawk and the bow and knife
Took away our native tongue
And taught their English to our young
'Cause I’m a Indian outlaw,
Half Cherokee and Choctaw
My baby she’s a chippewa,
She’s one of a kind…
Oh it’s all in the past you can say
but it’s still going on here today
The governments now want the Navaho land
that of the Inuit and the Cheyenne
It’s here and it’s now you can help us dear man
Now that the buffalo’s gone.
Picket lines and picket signs,
Don’t punish me with brutality,
Talk to me, so you can see–
Oh, what’s going on,
What’s going on,
Ya, what’s going on,
Ah, what’s going on.
Sign, sign everywhere a sign,
Blocking out the scenery,
Breaking my mind,
Do this, don’t do that,
Can’t you read the signs…
I saw the sign and it opened up my eyes, I saw the sign
Life is demanding without understanding
I saw the sign and it opened up my eyes, I saw the sign
I saw the light I saw the light
No more darkness no more night
Now I’m so happy no sorrow in sight
Praise the Lord I saw the light
Let the light shine down
Let the light shine down
Let the light shine down so I can see
Oh, blinding light
Oh, light that blinds
I cannot see
Look out for me!
Blinded by the light —
Revved up like a deuce
Another runner in the night.
Get out of my way
They heard him shout
Then a blinding light
All I could see was him running down the street
Out of the shadows and into the night
Shadows grow so long before my eyes
And they’re moving across the page
Suddenly the day turns into night
Far away from the city
But don’t hesitate 'cuz your love won’t wait
Every day we’re standing in a wind tunnel
Facing down the future coming fast
It’s just the age
It’s just a stage
We disengage, we turn the page
Here I am
On the road again
There I am
Up on the stage
Here I go
Playing the star again
There I go
Turn the page
Here we go, on the road again
Like a band of Gypsies we go down the highway
We’re the best of friends
Insisting that the world keep turnin’ our way
Gypsy’s, tramps, and thieves
We’d hear it from the people of the town
They’d call us gypsy’s, tramps, and thieves
But every night all the men would come around
And lay their money down
As I was motivating back in town
I saw a Cadillac sign saying ‘No Money Down’
So I eased on my brakes and I pulled in the drive
Gunned my motor twice then I walked inside