Evilly Greedy

Evilly greedy 

I’m a gold miner 

And all the Indians are minors 

I take their cattle 

And they try to battle 

So congress gets in their way 

I’m greedy for gold  

So I try to mold 

 congress into giving me the Indians land 

let’s not try for trading  

its ours for the taking 

let’s start a war 

and put them on a reservoir