I have seen the ways of the Indian, danced, smoked, seen and bled with him. |
| The Indian's calling will tame you The Indians call will cleanse you The Indians call will embrace you As long as you sing with him. Dance by his feet Dance by his fire Sing with his heart Your souls given desire. Hear the eagle See the sky Trip with him dearly But never ask why. Animals freedom Yours too Smoke Indians pipe And see right through. Join the indians power Join his spirit so right Take flight with eagle This time is right. |