Indian man
They took your land
They took your home
Left you on the run for all of these years
Indian man
You didn't fit the white man's plans
So he herded you off down the trail of tears
But there was a time when the land was free
When the Seminole and the Cherokee
Stood proud
From the Rio Grande to the Midnight Sun
The Navajo rode and the Blackfeet drums beat loud
From the East they came
With the Cavalry soldiers and the wagon train
With a treaty of peace and rifle in their hands
And then the West was won
With the broken promise and the Gatling gun
And nobody even tried to understand
But the Bible got read and the church bells rung
And they talk about peace in a forked tongue
In vain
While Blackfeet starved and the Cheyennes froze
And the Sioux blood stained the coldest snows
In shame
And the tracks went down
On the huntin' land and the sacred ground
Pickin' up all the drifters along the way
And then the trains rolled in
With the buffalo skinners and the greedy man
And the world got a little smaller every day
But there was a time when the land was free
When the Seminole and the Cherokee stood tall
Your head was up but your hopes were down
Though your heart was on the ground
You stood it all
And you're a better man than I am
Indian man
They took your land
They took your home
Left you on the run for all of these years
Indian man
You didn't fit the white man's plans
So he herded you off down the trail of tears
But there was a time when the land was free
When the Seminole and the Cherokee
Stood proud
From the Rio Grande to the Midnight Sun
The Navajo rode and the Blackfeet drums beat loud
From the East they came
With the Cavalry soldiers and the wagon train
With a treaty of peace and rifle in their hands
And then the West was won
With the broken promise and the Gatling gun
And nobody even tried to understand
But the Bible got read and the church bells rung
And they talk about peace in a forked tongue
In vain
While Blackfeet starved and the Cheyennes froze
And the Sioux blood stained the coldest snows
In shame
And the tracks went down
On the huntin' land and the sacred ground
Pickin' up all the drifters along the way
And then the trains rolled in
With the buffalo skinners and the greedy man
And the world got a little smaller every day
But there was a time when the land was free
When the Seminole and the Cherokee stood tall
Your head was up but your hopes were down
Though your heart was on the ground
You stood it all
And you're a better man than I am
Indian man
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