Cowboys and Indians

Well let the indians ride and the cowboys drink

Let 'em drown themselves 'till they cannot see

Let 'em shoot their guns towards the sky

And when their god comes down they'll kneel and cry

Well let the indians ride and the cowboys drink

Let 'em drown themselves 'till they cannot see

Let 'em shoot their guns towards the sky

And when their god comes down they'll kneel and cry

They'll say it wasn't me my Lord that shot the men

It wasn't me my lord that burnt the land

Look at me my lord, well here I stand

The Good Book in hand

It wasn't me it was a brown man

Give the indians love and the cowboys death

Steal all their clothes, their food, take away their breath

Long lasting pain cannot supplement

All the deaths, hate, rape, [impoverishment?]

They'll say it wasn't me my Lord that shot them

And when they hit the dirt, I didn't hear a sound

Please take me my Lord, I should be heaven bound

[I'm white not brown?] x4

I can't stand to hear the sound

Lord burn the church and burn the friar

Don't let the clouds move in, just let the flames grow higher

Lord [???] this earth and [make so much sense?]

But grant the righteous their recompense

It was all of us lord, we're to blame

Since [..... hands?] have been so unashamed

Leave our souls to burn down with the flames

Until we change, we haven't changed

Until we change, we'll never change

So like this we'll remain

Let the cowboys burn the houses

Let them burn them to the earth

Let those cowboys burn in ashes

[Because they've hurt?] x3

It was all of us Lord, we're to blame

Since [..... hands?] have been so unashamed

Leave our souls to burn here in the flames

Until we change, we haven't changed

Until we change, we'll never change

And so like this we'll remain