My people lived long before the others cast their sails to the wind
Before the tears of innocence, like a hard rain would descend
My people spread like eagles wings across the mountains and the plains
Now the feathers have been broken, but the eagle still remains.......
My people heard the thundering as the iron horse crossed the land
It's echoes drowning out the cries of those who could not understand
My people watched the buffalo.. dying in the sun
While those tracks of steel led to the sea, their will be done........
Now their blood flows thru these rivers
And then into our veins
And their hearts are beating louder
Than all the years of shame..
And their blood flows thru these rivers
Just like an endless rain
And their hearts are beating louder
Than all the years of shame..
My people have fought for this land here and across the sea
Their shadows cast on sacred ground, for all eternity
My peoples pain still can soar and dance across the land
You can see it in the eyes of every woman, child and man...
Because their blood flows thru these rivers
And then into our veins
And their hearts are beating louder
Than all the years of shame
And their blood flows thru these rivers
Just like a endless rain
And their hearts are beating louder
Than all the years of shame
My people love the Navajo
My people love the Cherokee
My people love Arapahoe
My people love Monamoni
My people love
My people love
