Loneliest Rider — текст песни (Grand Funk Railroad)

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.