Neil Young - Nobody’s Story lyrics
[Neil Young - Nobody’s Story lyrics]
My blood is mixed
My mother was ungumpai picani
My father was habsoluca
This mixture was not respected as a small
Boy I was often left to myself
So I spent many months
Stalking the Elk people
To prove i would soon become a good hunter
One day finally, my Elk relatives
Took pity on me
And a young Elk gave his life to me
With only my knife, I took his life
As I was preparing to cut the
Meat white men came upon me
They were English soldiers
I cut one with my knife but
They hit me on the head, with a rifle
All went black my spirit seemed to leave me
I was then taken east, in a cage
I was taken to Toronto, then Philadelphia
And then to New
York and each time I arrived in another city
Somehow the white man had moved all
Thier people there ahead of me
Each new city contained the same
White people as the last
And I could not understand how a whole city
Of people could be moved so quickly
Eventually, I was taken on a
Ship across the great sea, over to
England, and I was paraded before
Them like a captured animal, an exhibit
So I mimicked them, imitating their ways
Hoping they
Might lose interest in this young savage
But their interest only grew
I was copying them so they placed
Me into the white mans school
It was there that I discovered, in a book
The words that William Blake had written
They were powerful words and they spoke to me
So I made careful plans
And eventually I escaped
Once again I crossed the great ocean
I saw many sad things as I made my
Way back to the lands of my people
Once they realized who I was
The stories of my adventures angered them
They called me a liar
Xebachae he who talks loud saying nothing
Ridiculed by my own people
And I was left to wander the earth alone
I am Nobody
My mother was ungumpai picani
My father was habsoluca
This mixture was not respected as a small
Boy I was often left to myself
So I spent many months
Stalking the Elk people
To prove i would soon become a good hunter
One day finally, my Elk relatives
Took pity on me
And a young Elk gave his life to me
With only my knife, I took his life
As I was preparing to cut the
Meat white men came upon me
They were English soldiers
I cut one with my knife but
They hit me on the head, with a rifle
All went black my spirit seemed to leave me
I was then taken east, in a cage
I was taken to Toronto, then Philadelphia
And then to New
York and each time I arrived in another city
Somehow the white man had moved all
Thier people there ahead of me
Each new city contained the same
White people as the last
And I could not understand how a whole city
Of people could be moved so quickly
Eventually, I was taken on a
Ship across the great sea, over to
England, and I was paraded before
Them like a captured animal, an exhibit
So I mimicked them, imitating their ways
Hoping they
Might lose interest in this young savage
But their interest only grew
I was copying them so they placed
Me into the white mans school
It was there that I discovered, in a book
The words that William Blake had written
They were powerful words and they spoke to me
So I made careful plans
And eventually I escaped
Once again I crossed the great ocean
I saw many sad things as I made my
Way back to the lands of my people
Once they realized who I was
The stories of my adventures angered them
They called me a liar
Xebachae he who talks loud saying nothing
Ridiculed by my own people
And I was left to wander the earth alone
I am Nobody