American Ghost Dance (2003 Remaster) Lyrics

Oh, give me a home where the buffalo roam
And the death of a race is a game
Oh, where seldom is heard, a peaceable word
Oh, from the white trash who killed as they came

Though these words dig deep, they offer no relief
For oh, God save the queen, I am an Indian chief
There is a secret I keep, it's called, "The Talking Leaf"
And you better believe that he speaks his beliefs

Oh, like a rock that bleeds in a sea of grief
My talking leaf speaks of a wounded knee creek

American ghost dance
American ghost dance
American ghost dance
American ghost dance

Today a new man who is with old ways
He walks the streets of life, but he's in chains
"I'm alive," he cried, "I can feel the flame"
A burning red inside, I am an Indian brave

There is a memory, uh-oh, that lives in my blood
Of the brand you laid on all you touched
But the burning flame, it turns to burning pain
A genuine genocide and that's truly insane

So like a wild hurricane, I will dance on the grave
Of my race that died when it should have been saved

American ghost dance
American ghost dance
American ghost dance
American ghost dance

Give me a home a-where the buffalo roam
And the death of a race is a game
Oh, where seldom is heard, a peaceable word
Oh, from the white trash who killed as they came

Oh, though these words dig deep they offer no relief
For oh, God save the queen, I am an Indian chief
There is a secret I keep, it's called, "The Talking Leaf"
And you better believe that he speaks his beliefs

Oh, like a rock that bleeds in a sea of grief
My talking leaf speaks of a wounded knee creek

American ghost dance
American ghost dance
American ghost dance
American ghost dance

American ghost dance
American ghost dance
American ghost dance
American ghost dance

American ghost dance