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Run To The Hills [Steve Overland]

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White man came across the sea Brought us pain and misery Killed our tribes, killed our creed Took our game and held us on knees They fought him hard, fought him well On the plains, they gave him hell The many came, too much for Cree When will we ever be set free? Riding through dust clouds and barren wastes Galloping hard on the plains Chasing the redskins back to their holes Finding them at their own game Stand at the feeder, a stab in the back Women and children are cowards attack Run to the hills Run for your lives Run to the hills Run for your lives Soldiers grew in the barren wastes Hunting and killing their game Reaping the women and wasting the men Only good Indians to tame Selling them whiskey, taking their gold Stealing the young and destroying the old Run to the hills Run for your lives Run to the hills Run for your lives Run to the hills Run for your lives Run to the hills Run for your lives Run to the hills Run for your lives Run to the hills Run for your lives