Aurora borealis, the icy sky at night
Paddles cut the water in a long and hurried flight
From the white man to the fields of green
And the homeland we’ve never seen
They ma**acred the buffalo kitty corner from the bank
Taxis run across my feet and my eyes have turned to blanks
In my little box at the top of the stairs
With my Indian rug and a pipe to share
I wish a was a trapper, I would give thousand pelts
To sleep with Pocahontas and find out how she felt
In the morning on the fields of green
In the homeland we’ve never seen
And maybe Marlon Brando will be there by the fire
We’ll sit and talk of Hollywood and the good things there for hire
And the Astrodome and the first teepee
Marlon Brando, Pocahontas and me
Marlon Brando, Pocahontas and me
Marlon Brando, Pocahontas and me
Pocahontas
Find more lyrics at westlyrics.com
Disclosure: As an Amazon Associate and an Apple Partner, we earn from qualifying purchases
Neil Young – Imagine
Neil Young – After the Gold Rush
Neil Young Lyrics – Pocahontas