The Battle of Little Bighorn by Vengentz Lyrics
Yes, my son
The white man made many promises
But he never kept but one
He promised to take our land…
And he took it
-- Chief Red Cloud – Sioux
How much more can they take, my son?
How much more can we bleed?
How much time will it take until they see?
Whose voice was first to sound upon these plains?
One summer day in a hot arid wasteland, Custer’s cavalry rides
His orders are to destroy all the hostiles
The red man knows he must fight
It’s a good day to die
Once there was a time when we could live as one
But the treaties were lies, bloodshed and forked tongues
Of Custer’s men, no one survived
It’s a good day to die
They stole my land, and they killed my son
My heart is angry and sad
And the battle we’ve lost, is the battle we’ve won
When the white man comes to this land he leaves a trail of blood
The white man made many promises
But he never kept but one
He promised to take our land…
And he took it
-- Chief Red Cloud – Sioux
How much more can they take, my son?
How much more can we bleed?
How much time will it take until they see?
Whose voice was first to sound upon these plains?
One summer day in a hot arid wasteland, Custer’s cavalry rides
His orders are to destroy all the hostiles
The red man knows he must fight
It’s a good day to die
Once there was a time when we could live as one
But the treaties were lies, bloodshed and forked tongues
Of Custer’s men, no one survived
It’s a good day to die
They stole my land, and they killed my son
My heart is angry and sad
And the battle we’ve lost, is the battle we’ve won
When the white man comes to this land he leaves a trail of blood