If A Man Loses Anything And Goes

I Will Remain What I Am Until I Die, A Hunter, And When There Are No Buffalo Or Other Game I Will Send My Children To Hunt And Live On Prairie, For Where An Indian Is Shut Up In One Place His Body Becomes Weak.

Each Man Is Good In His Sight. It Is Not Necessary For Eagles To Be Crows.

I Am Here By The Will Of The Great Spirit, And By His Will I Am Chief.

A Cold Wind Blew On The Prairie On The Day The Last Buffalo Fell. A Death Wind For My People.

Each Man Is Good In The Sight Of The Great Spirit.