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John Denver > Poems, Prayers and Promises > 4 - Wooden Indian

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 the way you bring me down make me wish that I was dead
Na na na na na na, na na na na na
Na na na na na na, na na na na na
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 by my Grandfather’s Father we’re gonna rise again
Na na na na na na, na na na na na
Na na na na na na, na na na na na
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 by my Grandfather’s Father we’re gonna rise again

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