Mother, what has happened to this our land?
Gone from these shores is the red man’s hand
Destruction was the color of the white man’s plan
Now freedom, oh freedom, must be your stand
Words and promises and broken deeds
Bits of paper to the wind
The soldier pawns would have us on our knees
But they never seen tribes such as these
Mother, what has happened to this our land?
Gone from these shores is the red man’s hand
Destruction was the color of the white man’s plan
Now freedom, oh freedom, must be your stand
Therе’s a battle raging that’s never been won
And wе must end it for all time
We will watch and keep them on the run
Hiding in the glory of our sun
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