Can you remember the times
That you have held your head high
and told all your friends of your Indian claim
Proud good lady and proud good man
Some great great grandfather from Indian blood came
and you feel in your heart for these ones

Oh it’s written in books and in song
that we’ve been mistreated and wronged
Well over and over I hear those same words
from you good lady and you good man
Well listen to me if you care where we stand
and you feel you’re a part of these ones

When a war between nations is lost
the loser we know pays the cost
but even when Germany fell to your hands
consider dear lady, consider dear man
you left them their pride and you left them their land
and what have you done to these ones

Has a change come about my dear man
or are you still taking our lands
A treaty forever your senators sign
They do dear lady, they do dear man
and the treaties are broken again and again
and what will you do for these ones

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.


On the lighter side, here’s one for the ‘over the hill’ crowd …


  1. tom karlson said,

    November 26, 2014 at 10:57

    Thanks Givingdid buffy st marie sing and write

    “I suppose I should be ashamed to say that I take the western view of the Indian. I don’t go so far as to think that the only good Indian is the dead Indian, but I believe nine out of every ten are, and I shouldn’t like to inquire too closely into the case of the tenth.”

    Teddy Roosevelt

    That original sin

    Our original sin

    Not a talking snake sin

    No Adam or Eve sin

    This original sin

    This first holocaust sin

    This First Nation

    ten million

    Double helixed


    Long gone sin

    200 languages silenced sin

    This good, drunk, dead, jailed, Indian sin


    310 million All-Americans

    Sit at the table eating

    Corn, sweet potatoes, turkey

    Watching football

    Giving thanks

  2. angry cockroach said,

    November 26, 2014 at 20:02

    I love Buffy St Marie’s “My Country Tis of Thy People You’re Dying.”

    Once upon a time in America this was actually played on the radio.

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