BLOOD IN THIS BODY

 The blood in this body is the blood of a red man

The heart in this body is the heart of the same man

The spirit in this body is the spirit of my people

I will not go in any building with a steeple

The white man needs to get an education

To understand my peoples frustration

We’ve been through a lot of humiliation

All due to a lack of communication

You say we can’t talk the way we talk

You say we can’t walk on the land that we walk

And after you’ve taken our language and our land

You look at us like you don’t understand

We are angry and we are raged

At this war that you have waged

Some of our leaders a dead and gone

But a new generation has been spawned

So keep your god and keep your disease

Because we don’t want to be on our knees

You want to be a friend – want to be a foe

It doesn’t matter to me which way you go

Because we may have peace or we may fight

I’ll let you decide which you think is right

And in the end – you have to like my kind

And as long as you’re around – I’ll try not to mind