Dakota Legacy by OH MY BROTHERS Lyrics

Please don't, please don't make a sound
As the barn, as the barn burns down
Ancestors compelled by wealth
Family trust takes a stand

Avarice, the fortune has sprung
Forfeiting all the sweat and blood
Homestead, the family farm
Daughters & Sons
Left the coat of arms

This is the way that it has to be
A lost Dakota legacy

Save it into the archives
For a memory of our lives
A local rush that dives
With our blood on their knives

Now there is no sound
After the barn burned down
Divide the acres in graves
Traditions are all we could save
So send your hounds!

This is the way that it has to be
A lost Dakota legacy