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de Ron Komie

When I was a child
I played cowboys and Indians
Riding the range, taming the west
We were the good guys
Killing the Indians
Then we'd tell the stories
How we won the west
Based on the white man's
Version of history
We never knew
The wrong we had done
Claiming the land
Our manifest destiny
Stripping the red man
Of all that he owned

Cowboys and Indians
Arrows and guns
The death of the nation
Gave rise to a new one
But what of the people
Proud and noble and bold?
The story of cowboys and Indians
Must be retold

We called them Indians
They had their own name
They were the people
They had their own way
But their way of life
Would soon be no more
The white man brought death
Sickness and war

Cowboys and Indians
Arrows and guns
The death of the nation
Gave rise to a new one
But what of the people
Proud and noble and bold?
The story of cowboys and Indians
Must be retold

We promised them justice
Time after time
Then broke every treaty
We ever signed
Those reservations
Still cry out in shame
But we couldn't break their spirit or faith

Cowboys and Indians
Arrows and guns
The death of the nation
Gave rise to a new one
But what of the people
Proud and noble and bold?

The story of cowboys and Indians
Must be retold

The story of cowboys and Indians must be retold
The story of cowboys and Indians
Must be retold

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