Bury My Heart At Wounded Knee
Bury my eyes, so I can’t see what they’ve done to me, Lord
Look out my door, see why I cry
What is it for? Don’t ask me why!
I don’t understand – about the man – who took my land
Made me stand – alone – with empty hands
Bury My Heart At Wounded Knee
Bury my pride, so I can’t feel all the pain my people share
Torn with despair – freedom has died
If this is fair, please tell me why!
Is it right that we must fight, in spite of all the years we’ve been denied?
Can’t you see we bring you peace, to share the land for which our fathers died?
Look out my door, see why I cry
What is it for? Don’t ask me why!