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My sister above, but she has red paint
She died at Wounded Knee like a Latter Day Saint
You got the big drum in the distance, the blackbirds in the sky
That's the sound that you hear, when the buffalo cry

You don't stand a chance against my prayers
You don't stand a chance against my love
They outlawed the Ghost Dance
They outlawed the Ghost Dance
But we shall live again, we shall live again
We shall live again

Crazy Horse was a mystic, he knew the secret of the trance
And Sitting Bull, the great apostle of the Ghost Dance

Come on, Comanche, come on, Blackfoot
Come on, Shoshone, come on, Cheyenne
We shall live again
We shall live again

Come on, Arapaho, come on, Cherokee
Come on, Paiute, come on, Sioux
We shall live again

We used to do the Ghost Dance, used to do the Ghost Dance
But we don't sing them kind of songs no more