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Summary: The Cry of The Native American We were here first i gv ya o gi lu tsv a ha ni Maybe the Cherokee cry But we wanted their land So they had to die How could their rights Have been explained The bow and arrow Against the gun ordained We took their homes Do ge nv sv do ge gi gi e lv They were mostly dead when the deeds were done What was theirs is ours Yes we have won They had to die we had no choice Their punishment for owning our land first The Indians had been the custodians of the land a ni yv wi ya o s da i yu nv na de ga ga do hi But the cowboy turned the pastures into sand And buffalo herds very soon were damned Sustainability was more the Indians way a ni yv wi ya u nv sv a na li s de li s gv But luxury to excess was more our cup of tea We brought the Indians smallpox pollution and T B After two Hundred years we now see our wrongs And we begin to listen to the Indian Songs na quu no a nv da di s do di quu i ga di ga ka no gi s do di a le i ga da da ni na s da tli tsu na ni gi da But sadly most of their tribes are gone Now in the souvenir shops throughout the U S A Indian proverbs are on display Pictures of Geronimo Sitting Bull and Chief Joseph Are sort by tourist looking for proverbs and Indian motifs Sayings of American Presidents are not bought But Chief Red Cloud of the Sioux is eagerly sought Why do we see the wisdom yet our ancestors couldn t Or is it that they could but wouldn t The American Indians say There is one God looking down on us all sa quu u ne la nv hi Has the Native American salvation come at last And will the Great One now be just Albert Gazeley ��������������������������������������������������������������������������������������������� 2003 The Cry of The Native American We were here first i gv ya o gi lu tsv a ha ni Maybe the Cherokee cry But we wanted their land So they had to die How could their rights Have been explained The bow and arrow Against the gun ordained We took their homes Do ge nv sv do ge gi gi e lv They were mostly dead when the deeds were done What was theirs is ours Yes we have won They had to die we had no choice Their punishment for owning our land first The Indians had been the custodians of the land a ni yv wi ya o s da i yu nv na de ga ga do hi But the cowboy turned the pastures into sand And buffalo herds very soon were damned Sustainability was more the Indians way a ni yv wi ya u nv sv a na li s de li s gv But luxury to excess was more our cup of tea We brought the Indians smallpox pollution and T B After two Hundred years we now see our wrongs And we begin to listen to the Indian Songs na quu no a nv da di s do di quu i ga di ga ka no gi s do di a le i ga da da ni na s da tli tsu na ni gi da But sadly most of their tribes are gone Now in the souvenir shops throughout the U S A Indian proverbs are on display Pictures of Geronimo Sitting Bull and Chief Joseph Are sort by tourist looking for proverbs and Indian motifs Sayings of American Presidents are not bought But Chief Red Cloud of the Sioux is eagerly sought Why do we see the wisdom yet our ancestors couldn t Or is it that they could but wouldn t The American Indians say There is one God looking down on us all sa quu u ne la nv hi Has the Native American salvation come at last And will the Great One now be just Albert Gazeley ��������������������������������������������������������������������������������������������� 2003

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