Black Elk - The Infamous Stringdusters

The memory remains

They built an iron road to cross the plains

He was just a child

And the buffalo still were wild

He heard the voices in his head

Ancestors are calling you is what they said

Then the vision did appear

Twelve black horses he was full of fear

The storms were in his eyes

Black Elk was on the rise

He healed his people and he never lost

The visions in his mind

He turned east into the sun

Dancing horses beckoned him to come

Gazing from afar

His eyes glimmered like a daybreak star

He saw the elders gathered round

Old as the hills rising from the ground

In their knowledge he’d abide

Upon the black road he would ride

The storms were in his eyes

Black Elk was on the rise

He healed his people and he never lost

The visions in his mind

With eagle on the wing

A thousand voices began to sing

He struck the blue man in the heart

Then the sky seemed to break apart

The flames had died

In gladness all the creatures cried

Then the rain began to fall

The drought was broken and the grass grew tall

The storms were in his eyes

Black Elk was on the rise

He healed his people and he never lost

The visions in his mind