Lyrics
I've seen many moons
Through these wrinkled eyes
The years I may be old
But it may be wise
Not a white man lives
Where our rivers run
For now better days have past
We walk the streets of broken glass
Our people vanished as snow
Before the sun's sun
Like dogs we were driven from this place
Such injustice time will not erase
All these changes cannot be undone
When you feel the anger inside of you
Hold your head high
Let your aim be true
Though your heart beats like a drum
My native son
Once there was a time
My little one
Before the wagons
Before the soldiers' guns
When this land was ours
As far as the eagle flies
No white flag
No broken truce
With few words one can speak the truth
I don't hear it
Time won't hear it now
With each new day that comes to pass
Will the great spirit free us at last
He said we were the chosen ones
For all we've had
There's nothing left
We won't forgive
We can't forget
You know that your day will come
My native son
With each new day that comes to pass
Will the great spirit free us at last
What has happened can never be undone
When I was young
Not yet a man
The sun rose and set upon our land
We were the chosen ones
My native son