The tear in the big chiefs eye
His freedom gone, all's left to do is cry...
In 1805 they met the white eye
Mr. Spalding caused that blood river under the Idaho sky.
Religion among the Christian whole
but where are their people's souls?
Their land just ran away too fast
and the Nez Pierce just couldn't last.
The gold was found and they all came
and Old Sam moves them, All new, never the same.
A fathers wish before his dying
to keep his land while Sam was spying.
Greed ruled all of Sam's choices.
Never listening to he Nez Pearce’s voices.
Freedom is all they wanted
So uncle Sam shall be forever haunted...

06/09/1999

Posted on 12/15/2003
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