Making A Noise
(Robbie Robertson)
Making A Noise In This World Making A Noise In This World You Can Bet Your Ass
I Won’t Go Quietly
Makin’ A Noise In This World Everyone Has A Song
God Gave Us Each A Song That’s How We Know Who We Are Everyone Has A Song
We Have Come, Heat The Drum The Land Trembles With Dancing We Have Come, Bang The Drum The Land Trembles With Dancing Making A Noise In This World Making A Noise In This World You Can Bet Your Ass
I Won’t Go Quietly
Makin’ A Noise In This World
I don’t want your Promise
I don’t want your whiskey
I don’t want your blood on my hands Only want what belongs to me
I think you thought I was gone
I Think You Thought I Was Dead
You Won’t Admit That You Was Wrong
Ain’t There Some Shit That Should Be Said Making A Noise In This World
Making A Noise In This World
You Can Bet Your Ass
I Won’t Go Quietly
Makin’ A Noise In This World
The Indian Dancers Stop And Stare At Him
Like He Was Bad Weather
He Keeps Dancing
And Knocks Loose An Eagle Feather
The Drums Stop
This Is The Kind Of Silence That Frightens White Men Making A Noise In This World
Making A Noise In This World
You can bet your asss I wont go quietly Makin’ A noise in this world
Making a noise in this world
Making A Noise In This World
You Can Bet Your Ass
I Won’t Go Quietly
Makin’ A Noise In This World
(No Indians Allowed)