You Come Here To Tell Us Lies,

I Hardly Sustain Myself Beneath The Weight Of White Men's Blood That I Have Shed. The Whites Provoked The War; Their Injustices, Their Indignities To Our Families, The Cruel, Unheard Of And Wholly Unprovoked Massacre At Fort Lyon ... Shook All The Veins Which Bind And Support Me. I Rose, Tomahawk In Hand, And I Have Done All The Hurt To The Whites That I Could.

If We Must Die, We Die Defending Our Rights.

I Wish It To Be Remembered That I Was The Last Man Of My Tribe To Surrender My Rifle.

Only Seven Years Ago We Made A Treaty By Which We Were Assured That The Buffalo Country Should Be Left To Us Forever. Now They Threaten To Take That From Us Also.

He Put In Your Heart Certain Wishes And Plans; In My Heart He Put Other Different Desires.