Indian Wars Bruce Cockburn
Out in the deser[Em]t where the wind never stops[G]
[Em]A few simple people try to grow a few cr[G]ops
[C]Trying to maintain a[Am7] life and a h[G]ome
[D]On land that was the[C]irs be[Am7]fore the Romans found R[G]ome
[Em]A few dozen survivors, ragged but p[G]roud
[Em]With a few woolly sheep, under gathering c[G]loud
[C]It's never been easy[Am7], or free from str[G]ife
[D]But the pulse of the [C]land is[Am7] the pulse of their l[G]ife
[Em]You thought it was over but it's just like b[G]efore
[D]Will there never be an[C] end to [Am7]the Indian w[G]ars?
[Em]It's not breech-loading rifles and wholesale slau[G]ghter
[Em]It's kickbacks and thugs and diverted w[G]ater
[C]Treaties get signed a[Am7]nd the papers change h[G]ands
[D]But they might as well d[C]raft thes[Am7]e agreements in s[G]and
[Em]Noble Savage on the cinema scr[G]een
[Em]An Indian's good when he cannot be [G]seen
[C]And the so-called white[Am7] so-called r[G]ace
[D]Digs for its[C]elf a pit[Am7] of disgra[G]ce
[Em]You thought it was over but it's just like bef[G]ore
[D]Will there never be an [C]end t[Am7]o the Indian w[G]ars?
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