Ghostdance
作词 : Nelson M., Nelson
Was the night -
I was young
When my father called for his first born son
Took me place at his side
While this great chief raged in the fire light
We'd reclaim days of old
If the tribe would do what his dream foretold
Praying to the vision of the promised land
Swaying to the rhythm of the drums
We were pledging our allegiance to
Wevoka's plan
When the shots rang out, there soldiers all around
And their cannons put an end to our holy singin' of (OH)
The first cowboys were doing the
Ghostdance singin' (OH)
The first cowboys were doing the
Ghostdance
Hypnotized by my tale
Generations learn of the
Great Betrayal long ago
At Wounded
Knee Where our grandfathers bled for what they believed
Wouldn't buy what they sold - reservation
Life for our
Black Hills gold
For praying to the vision of the promised land
Swaying to the rhythm of the drums
We were pledging our allegiance to
Wevoka's plan
The Great
Spirit cried when our warriors fell to the hail of
The blue coat's guns (so we're singin') (OH)
The first cowboys were doing the
Ghostdance singin' (OH)
The first cowboys were doing the
Ghostdance
For your soul, for your name
Many brave men's blood's running through your veins
Leave your mark - walk with pride
Live in honor to those who gave their lives
Ancient hearts are still seeking peace -
As you sing and dance, so you set them free
For praying to the vision of the promised land
Swaying to the rhythm of the drums
Pledging your allegiance to
Wevoka's plan
By the marker that stands where our women and children
Fell to the blue coat's guns (start singin')
Praying to the vision of the promised land
Swaying to the rhythm of the drums
We were pledging our allegiance to
Wevoka's plan
When the shots rang out, there soldiers all around
And their cannons put an end to our holy singin' of
GhostdanceLRC歌词
作词 : Nelson M., Nelson
Was the night -
I was young
When my father called for his first born son
Took me place at his side
While this great chief raged in the fire light
We'd reclaim days of old
If the tribe would do what his dream foretold
Praying to the vision of the promised land
Swaying to the rhythm of the drums
We were pledging our allegiance to
Wevoka's plan
When the shots rang out, there soldiers all around
And their cannons put an end to our holy singin' of (OH)
The first cowboys were doing the
Ghostdance singin' (OH)
The first cowboys were doing the
Ghostdance
Hypnotized by my tale
Generations learn of the
Great Betrayal long ago
At Wounded
Knee Where our grandfathers bled for what they believed
Wouldn't buy what they sold - reservation
Life for our
Black Hills gold
For praying to the vision of the promised land
Swaying to the rhythm of the drums
We were pledging our allegiance to
Wevoka's plan
The Great
Spirit cried when our warriors fell to the hail of
The blue coat's guns (so we're singin') (OH)
The first cowboys were doing the
Ghostdance singin' (OH)
The first cowboys were doing the
Ghostdance
For your soul, for your name
Many brave men's blood's running through your veins
Leave your mark - walk with pride
Live in honor to those who gave their lives
Ancient hearts are still seeking peace -
As you sing and dance, so you set them free
For praying to the vision of the promised land
Swaying to the rhythm of the drums
Pledging your allegiance to
Wevoka's plan
By the marker that stands where our women and children
Fell to the blue coat's guns (start singin')
Praying to the vision of the promised land
Swaying to the rhythm of the drums
We were pledging our allegiance to
Wevoka's plan
When the shots rang out, there soldiers all around
And their cannons put an end to our holy singin' of
