White man came across the sea <br />He brought us pain and misery <br />He killed our tribes killed our creed <br />He took our game for his own need <br /> <br />We fought him hard we fought him well <br />Out on the plains we gave him hell <br />But many came too much for Cree <br />Oh will we ever be set free? <br /> <br />Riding through dust clouds and barren wastes <br />Galloping hard on the plains <br />Chasing the redskins back to their holes <br />Fighting them at their own game <br />Murder for freedom the stab in the back <br />Women and children are cowards attack <br /> <br />Run to the hills, run for your lives <br />Run to the hills, run for your lives <br /> <br />Soldier blue in the barren wastes <br />Hunting and killing their game <br />Raping the women and wasting the men <br />The only good Indians are tame <br />Selling them whiskey and taking their gold <br />Enslaving the young and destroying the old <br /> <br />Run to the hills, run for your lives
