Loneliest Rider

A long, long time ago there lived an Indian boy

When he came upon this Earth he brought his family joy

A paranoid young brave was he, inside his frame was some misery

He heard the other warriors talking angrily 'bout the white man taking over his country

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What he didn't know, is that some day his ma would be crying

What he didn't know, is that some day his tribe would be dying

What he didn't know, is that some day his father'd be gone

What he didn't know, is that some day he'd be all alone

None of the stories in the schoolbooks said it, the truth is gone and they're tryin' to forget it

The history books are all one-sided, the truth is gone and their trying to hide it

Who had the land 'till we came around? The Indian made his life from the ground

And what about the boy that this story's about? Where his tee-pee once stood there now is a town

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He was the loneliest rider on the plain

He was the loneliest rider on the plain

He was the loneliest rider on the plain