Indians

                                  We all see black and white

When it comes to someone else's fight

No one ever gets involved

Apathy can never solve



Forced out-brave and mighty

Stolen land-they can't fight it

Hold on-to pride and tradition

Even though they know how much their lives are really missin'

We're dissin' them



On reservations

A hopeless situation

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



Love the land and fellow man

Peace is what we strive to have

Some folks have none of this

Hatred and prejudice