Marty Stuart - So You Want To Be An Indian lyrics
[Marty Stuart - So You Want To Be An Indian lyrics]
So you want to be an Indian
An original American
Ride a horse, wild and free
Put war paint on your skin
You think my life's a story
Like a movie on TV
But if you want a taste of Hell on earth
Come hang around with me
So you want to be an Indian
Out where the buffalo roam
A peaceful place on planet earth
That you can call your home
Where streams of crystal waters
Once flowed with red man's pride
But they've disappeared like forgotten dreams
That have gone away and died
So you want to be an Indian
Living on the land
That was stolen from our grandpa
By dear old Uncle Sam
Who sent soldier after soldier
To tell us what was right
But politicians nor their armies
Can turn an Indian white
So you want to be an Indian
Can you say "poverty"
If the great white hope in Washington
Would send what belongs to me
I'd have blankets in the winter
I wouldn't have to be so cold
And have something to eat
Besides government cheese
To feed my hungry soul
So you want to be an Indian
A noble honored chief
And try to walk a holy road
In dignity and peace
Hold the vision of America in
The palm of your hand
And watch the free world pass you by
And not give one single damn
An original American
Ride a horse, wild and free
Put war paint on your skin
You think my life's a story
Like a movie on TV
But if you want a taste of Hell on earth
Come hang around with me
So you want to be an Indian
Out where the buffalo roam
A peaceful place on planet earth
That you can call your home
Where streams of crystal waters
Once flowed with red man's pride
But they've disappeared like forgotten dreams
That have gone away and died
So you want to be an Indian
Living on the land
That was stolen from our grandpa
By dear old Uncle Sam
Who sent soldier after soldier
To tell us what was right
But politicians nor their armies
Can turn an Indian white
So you want to be an Indian
Can you say "poverty"
If the great white hope in Washington
Would send what belongs to me
I'd have blankets in the winter
I wouldn't have to be so cold
And have something to eat
Besides government cheese
To feed my hungry soul
So you want to be an Indian
A noble honored chief
And try to walk a holy road
In dignity and peace
Hold the vision of America in
The palm of your hand
And watch the free world pass you by
And not give one single damn