Was the night - I was young

When my father called for his first born son

Took me place at his side

While this great chief raged in the fire light

We'd reclaim days of old

If the tribe would do what his dream foretold



Praying to the vision of the promised land

Swaying to the rhythm of the drums

We were pledging our allegiance to Wevoka's plan

When the shots rang out, there soldiers all around

And their cannons put an end to our holy singin' of



(OH) The first cowboys were doing the Ghostdance singin'

(OH) The first cowboys were doing the Ghostdance



Hypnotized by my tale

Generations learn of the Great Betrayal long ago

At Wounded Knee

Where our grandfathers bled for what they believed

Wouldn't buy what they sold - reservation

Life for our Black Hills gold



For praying to the vision of the promised land

Swaying to the rhythm of the drums

We were pledging our allegiance to Wevoka's plan

The Great Spirit cried when our warriors fell to the hail of

The blue coat's guns (so we're singin')



(OH) The first cowboys were doing the Ghostdance singin'

(OH) The first cowboys were doing the Ghostdance



For your soul, for your name

Many brave men's blood's running through your veins

Leave your mark - walk with pride

Live in honor to those who gave their lives

Ancient hearts are still seeking peace -

As you sing and dance, so you set them free



For praying to the vision of the promised land

Swaying to the rhythm of the drums

Pledging your allegiance to Wevoka's plan

By the marker that stands where our women and children

Fell to the blue coat's guns (start singin')



Praying to the vi