Bury My Heart At Wounded Knee (studio Version) Sözleri

Indian legislation's on the desk of a do right Congressman

And he don't know much about the issues

So he picks up the phone and asks the advice

Of the senator out in Indian country

A darling of the energy companies

They're ripping off, what's left of the reservation

I learned the safety rule

I don't know who to thank

Don't stand between the reservation

And the corporate bank

They're sendin' federal tanks

It isn't nice but it's reality

Bury my heart at wounded knee

Deep in the earth

I said, cover me with pretty lies

Bury my heart at wounded knee

They got these energy companies

Who want to take the land

And they got churches by the dozens

Tryin' to guide our hands

And turn our Mother Earth

Over to pollution, war and greed

Well, bury my heart at wounded knee

(Bury my heart at wounded knee)

I said, deep in the earth

(Bury my heart at wounded knee)

Won't you ca-cover me with your pretty lies

(Bury my heart at wounded knee)

Bury my heart at wounded knee

(Bury my heart at wounded knee)

We get the Federal Marshals

We get the covert spies

We get the liars by the fire, get the FBI

They lie in court and get nailed

And still Leonard Peltier goes off to jail

The bullets don't match the gun

(Bury my heart at wounded knee)

An eighth of the reservation

(Bury my heart at wounded knee)

And was transferred in secret

(Bury my heart at wounded knee)

Got your murder and intimidation

(Bury my heart at wounded knee)

My girlfriend Anna May

Talked about Uranium

Her head was full of bullets

And her body dumped

The FBI cut off hands and told us

She died of exposure, yeah right

Bury my heart at wounded knee

(Bury my heart at wounded knee)

Deep in the earth

(Bury my heart at wounded knee)

Won't you cover me with pretty lies

(Bury my heart at wounded knee)

Bury my heart at wounded knee

(Bury my heart at wounded knee)

I talk about a revolution

We had the gold rush wars

Why didn't we learn to crawl?

And now our history gets written in a liar's scrawl

They tell me "Honey you can still be an Indian

Down at the Y on Saturday night''

Bury my heart at wounded knee, hey

(Bury my heart at wounded knee)

I said deep in your earth

(Bury my heart at wounded knee)

You can cover me with all your pretty lies

(Bury my heart at wounded knee)

Bury my heart at wounded knee

(Bury my heart at wounded knee)

Bury my heart

(It was an eighth of the reservation)

Bury my heart

(Yeah, was transferred in secret)

Bury my heart

(Yeah, got your murder, murder, murder and intimidation)

Bury my heart

(Bury me, bury me, bury me)

Bury my heart

Bury my heart

Bury my heart

Bury my heart