Wounded Knee Song
Wounded knee song
They heard the words, "It's for your good."
But the wise old folk understood
That government control will kill
When power, greed and hate fulfill
A death wish born of past falsehood.
When massacre is called battle should
The medal of honor give manhood
To soldiers for the dead's goodwill?
Wounded knee song
Sings of all those misunderstood
Proud Lakota souls the 7th would
Murder near Porcupine Butte hill.
Miniconjou, Hunkpapa still
Make their ghost dance brotherhood
Wounded knee song.
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