Wounded Knee - Nik Kershaw

There we were, living on our island in the sun

Life was so easy, there was plenty for everyone

'Long come a white man who saw the milk and honey

Now we’re making due while he’s making all the money

Oh no, not a Wounded Knee

Another wheel stops rolling

Oh no, not a Wounded Knee again

There we were, living in our village in the trees

We were minding our own business

We were doing as we please

'Long came a white man with attitudes and axes

Now we’re doing overtime and paying lots of taxes

The promises and gifts he brings

In honor of the songs he sings

Are tearing us apart

We were pow-wowing to our hearts content

We had the great spirit, we didn’t need a president

'Long came a white man from the civilised nations

Now he ain’t having second thoughts

But we’ve got reservations

Oh no, not a Wounded Knee

Another wheel stops rolling

Oh no, not a Wounded Knee

Another bell starts tolling

Oh no, not a Wounded Knee

Another people starts calling

Oh no, not a Wounded Knee again