Bury My Heart At Wounded Knee (studio Version) Lyrics - 1200 Curfews - Indigo Girls

Indian legislation's on the desk of a do right Congressman 

And he don't know much about the issues 

So he picks up the phone and asks the advice 

Of the senator out in Indian country 

A darling of the energy companies 

They're ripping off, what's left of the reservation 

I learned the safety rule 

I don't know who to thank 

Don't stand between the reservation 

And the corporate bank 

They're sendin' federal tanks 

It isn't nice but it's reality 

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Bury my heart at wounded knee 

Deep in the earth 

I said, cover me with pretty lies 

Bury my heart at wounded knee 

They got these energy companies 

Who want to take the land 

And they got churches by the dozens 

Tryin' to guide our hands 

And turn our Mother Earth 

Over to pollution, war and greed 

Well, bury my heart at wounded knee 

(Bury my heart at wounded knee) 

I said, deep in the earth 

(Bury my heart at wounded knee) 

Won't you ca-cover me with your pretty lies 

(Bury my heart at wounded knee) 

Bury my heart at wounded knee 

(Bury my heart at wounded knee) 

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We get the Federal Marshals 

We get the covert spies 

We get the liars by the fire, get the FBI 

They lie in court and get nailed 

And still Leonard Peltier goes off to jail 

The bullets don't match the gun 

(Bury my heart at wounded knee) 

An eighth of the reservation 

(Bury my heart at wounded knee) 

And was transferred in secret 

(Bury my heart at wounded knee) 

Got your murder and intimidation 

(Bury my heart at wounded knee) 

My girlfriend Anna May 

Talked about Uranium 

Her head was full of bullets 

And her body dumped 

The FBI cut off hands and told us 

She died of exposure, yeah right 

Bury my heart at wounded knee 

(Bury my heart at wounded knee) 

Deep in the earth 

(Bury my heart at wounded knee) 

Won't you cover me with pretty lies 

(Bury my heart at wounded knee) 

Bury my heart at wounded knee 

(Bury my heart at wounded knee) 

I talk about a revolution 

We had the gold rush wars 

Why didn't we learn to crawl? 

And now our history gets written in a liar's scrawl 

They tell me "Honey you can still be an Indian 

Down at the Y on Saturday night'' 

Bury my heart at wounded knee, hey 

(Bury my heart at wounded knee) 

I said deep in your earth 

(Bury my heart at wounded knee) 

You can cover me with all your pretty lies 

(Bury my heart at wounded knee) 

Bury my heart at wounded knee 

(Bury my heart at wounded knee) 

Bury my heart 

(It was an eighth of the reservation) 

Bury my heart 

(Yeah, was transferred in secret) 

Bury my heart 

(Yeah, got your murder, murder, murder and intimidation) 

Bury my heart 

(Bury me, bury me, bury me) 

Bury my heart 

Bury my heart 

Bury my heart 

Bury my heart