Hear Me Lakota's
Before the ashes of the council fires are cold
the great father is building his forts among us.
You have heard the sound of the
white soldiers ax upon the little piney.
His presence here is an insult and a threat.
It is an insult to our ancestors,
are we to give up our sacred ground to be plowed for corn
Lakota's I am for war....
"Red Cloud"
Red Cloud The West Indian Guides