The crow has brought the message to the children of the sun For the return of the buffalo and for a better day to come You can kill my body, you can damn my soul For not believin' in your God and some world down below You don't stand a chance against my prayers You don't stand a chance against my love They outlawed the Ghost Dance They outlawed the Ghost Dance But we shall live again, we shall live again My sister above, but she has red paint She died at Wounded Knee like a Latter Day Saint You got the big drum in the distance, the blackbirds in the sky That's the sound that you hear, when the buffalo cry You don't stand a chance against my prayers You don't stand a chance against my love They outlawed the Ghost Dance They outlawed the Ghost Dance But we shall live again, we shall live again We shall live again Crazy Horse was a mystic, he knew the secret of the trance And Sitting Bull, the great apostle of the Ghost Dance Come on, Comanche, come on, Blackfoot Come on, Shoshone, come on, Cheyenne We shall live again We shall live again Come on, Arapaho, come on, Cherokee Come on, Paiute, come on, Sioux We shall live again We used to do the Ghost Dance, used to do the Ghost Dance But we don't sing them kind of songs no more © BLUE NORTHERN PUBLISHING; MEDICINE HAT MUSIC; WB MUSIC CORP.; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com