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Pocahontas
Neil Young + Promise of the Real
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Aurora borealis
The icy sky at night
Paddles cut the water
In a long and hurried flight
From the white man
To the fields of green
And the homeland
We've never seen
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They killed us in our tepees
And they cut our women down
They might have left some babies
Cryin' on the ground
But the firesticks
And the wagons come
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And the night falls
On the setting sun
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They massacred the buffalo
Kitty corner from the bank
The taxis run across my feet
And my eyes have turned to blanks
In my little box
At the top of the stairs
With my Indian rug
And a pipe to share
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I wish a was a trapper
I would give thousand pelts
To sleep with Pocahontas
And find out how she felt
In the mornin'
On the fields of green
In the homeland
We've never seen
Pocahontas
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