When we do the ghost dance, the buffalo will return
Our trail of tears would end, one day at wounded knee
To fight and die by the open sky
Some of us were taken by boat, and died at sea
To fight and die by the open sky
Hatchets sing with pride
Great spirit, thunder birds fly
But then they would not leave
There has been much killing
We are wild and free
The medicine man is dancing
The Cherokee are brave, we are not afraid to die
Crazy horse, Geronimo
Warriors to the grave
We are wild and free
We are descendants of the animals we live among them free
Great spirit, thunder birds fly
Red cloud, black hawk, sitting bull
Spirit horse ride for me
Those of us who lived were sold to slavery
We welcomed them as brothers, knowing nothing of their greed
He's calling us to war
There will be much more
Great spirit, thunder birds fly
Born hunters not the hunted, as the white man hunts for me
We are wild and free
To fight and die by the open sky
To fight and die by the open sky
We are wild and free
Strong and brave
Paint ourselves for war now blood and fire burn
Spirit horse ride for me
Spirit horse ride for me
Great spirit makes us strong, take us to the sky
Great spirit, thunder birds fly
Let the white men die
Spirit horse ride for me
Great spirit, thunder birds fly
To fight and die by the open sky
We are wild and free
