Lời bài hát - Wooden Indian

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I, I was a red man

I was proud, I was strong

You were the white man

And you stole away my home

Now I am a wooden Indian

Painted dreams inside my head

Times a where you bring me down

And make you wish I was dead

Na na na

I, I was a red man

In my passing made no sound

You were the white man

And you drove me in the ground

Now I am a wooden Indian

Standing silent in the rain

Swear with my grandfather's father

We're going to rise again

Na na na

I, I was a red man

I was proud, I was strong

You were the white man

And you stole away my home

Now I am a wooden Indian

Standing silent in the rain

Swear with my grandfather's father

We're going to rise again