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    "Indian Song" Lyrics

    Hoyt Axton

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    (Hoyt Axton)

    First came the wagons, then came the trains
    They drove the Indians off of the plains
    Then came the white man with his fences an' sheep
    Tore up the ground where the Great Spirit sleeps.

    My Grandfather Borin was a North Texas man
    He was a cowboy: he loved the land
    He fathered nine children an' he raised six more
    And his Daddy fought in our first civil war.

    My Grandmother Axton was part Cherokee
    She kept it a secret from daddy an' me
    For someone had told her in her early childhood
    "You better not mention your Indian blood."

    Washington Bureau of Indian Affairs
    Yeah, the white man loves money, he didn't care
    About starving people an' dying came slow
    Now they have all followed the wild buffalo...
    This song was submitted on January 10th, 2006.
    Thanks to GeeWhiz for the contribution to this song.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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