The Unforgiven – The Ghost Dance

The Unforgiven – The Ghost Dance Lyrics

Artist: The Unforgiven
Song: The Ghost Dance

I’m the grandson of a true American
From stock of the wiped-out Cherokee Indian
And now I can see where the schoolbooks lied
About who took scalps and how many died

Yes, I can…
And I’m the son of a half-breed veteran
Who died like an Indian in Little Big Vietnam
But he really died ’cause he couldn’t take the reservation

When he should’ve been an heir to this whole great nation
Yes, he did
Yippee-yi-yay, this is your last chance
Yippee-yi-yay, they’re dancing the Ghost Dance

Yippee-yi-yay, this is your last chance
Bеtter give ’em back thеir land
I’m a bright white man with an Indian legacy
With a love for the land and a hate for the Cavalry

If I ever die, and I kinda doubt it
Let ’em say what he was, and that he sang about it
And he was damned proud of it!
Yippee-yi-yay, this is your last chance

Yippee-yi-yay, they’re dancing the Ghost Dance
Yippee-yi-yay, this is your last chance
Better give ’em back their land
Now’s the time for the Ghosts’ awakening

Let ’em ride through the land and bring on the reckoning
Yes, they will!
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Release Year: 1960