Apaché Gold.

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I was born upon this land, the rights I do not own.

I shared with men who reached my shores and offered them a home.

Now the rivers run with blood, our livelihoods are sold.

And now I want to catch the man who stole Apaché gold.

I’ve seen the herds of buffalo sweeping across the plains,

and the waggons loaded full of guns for territorial gains.

I have seen the camps of nomads, on the mountains up on high.

And the eagle of America fly through the clear blue sky.

I have watched the railway spread it’s tracks and open up the land.

And the white man build an empire on cold grey rocks and sand.

Now the rivers run with blood, our livelihoods are sold.

And now I want to catch the man who stole Apaché gold.

 

 

 

 

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