Текст песни
Yeah, they call me auntie, but my walk is too fresh
Got fire in my feet and a beadwork dress
You see me on the power circuit, you know what I'm about
If you're looking for an angel, honey, you better check out
Ooh, yeah, that drum starts beating, my spirit catches fire
I see you across the circle, fueling up your desire
You throw me the ice, thinking you're all smooth and sly
Boy, I got more miles on my heart than you will ever walk
You want to come close, yeah, I see your teepee creeping
Stumbling around my camp while all my folks are sleeping
But I'm faster than the highway patrol on the reservation line
You want to catch this lightning, better get in line
Oh, every round dance step is a heart I gotta break
A path of lonely cowboys in the dust I leave in my wake
Yeah, I'm the rest queen, shuffle, sweet and a little bit mean
I'm burning down the wagons of every desperate dream
You think you've got a chance, babe, better think again
Because my heart is too busy just living like the wind
Speaking of dreams, now let's talk about Uncle Joe
Got that old beat-up station wagon where the springs hang down low
He parked it out back behind the community center
He thinks he's a fox
Been trying to get Auntie in the back since the first pair
of moccasins and socks
Come on, sugar, just one little shed
He whispers through the glass, Lord
that car smelled like fried bread and diesel
He ain't got no class
But bless his heart, he tries every time the drum starts to play
That old wagon's a monument to the things we don't see
We got tradition and we got history, yeah, we know the pain
But tonight we're shaking it off like the dust after a prairie rain
This ain't your sad, sad country song where the dogs all howl and cry
This is a celebration, honey, with my ribbons held up high
The strength of my grandmother's is in every single move
I'm dancing for the joy, the gossip, and the things I gotta prove
I see my friends giggling, watching me turn and spin