Ghost Dance
(Robbie Robertson)
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 believing 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 She has red paint, she died at Wounded Knee like a later 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, 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 shall live again
Use to do the ghost dance, we shall live again
Use to do the ghost dance, we shall live again
We don’t sing them kinda songs no more