Born here first on this great land
They came and beat you with a white hand
Indians they said you are
And their arrogance gave you that scar
Greenville they said they would honor
But instead they came and stole your daughter
Firewater they gave and poisoned the tribe
And the chiefs were forced to accept a bribe
The Prophet asked for your ear
But many would not hear
They were blinded by luxuries
And subjects of brutalities
Assimilation on you they forced
But you would not be taken off your horse
Injustice they fought
And their future they wrought
All they gave you was a desert
And it will never make up for the hurt