You Come Here To Tell Us Lies,

First Kill Me Before You Take Possession Of My Fatherland.

I Have Killed, Robbed, And Injured Too Many White Men To Believe In A Good Peace.

When I Was A Boy, The Sioux Owned The World. The Sun Rose And Set On Their Land; They Sent Ten Thousand Men To Battle. Where Are The Warriors Today? Who Slew Them? Where Are Our Lands? Who Owns Them?

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

Strangely Enough, They Have A Mind To Till The Soil, And The Love Of Possessions Is A Disease In Them.