LYRIC FOR SALE

By BukiCee

AINT NO RABBITS ´ROUND (SILVER LIE)

It´s a cold... cold... winter, snow is falling down
I´m hunting for my dinner on this reservation ground
They took my gun when they took my son 3 long years ago
And they left me here without a spear no arrows and no bow

They put my son in a white man´s school Put him in a suit and a tie
They say they´re gonna teach him a golden rule
But they´re teachin him a silver lie

I´m going up to whitey´s store buy me a bottle and a cup
Of that white man whiskey water only thing that warms me up
Hey whitey won´t you trade me for this beautiful beaded hide
Last thing my wife and daughter made for me on the trail where they both died

Thay put my son in a white man´s school
Teachin him to read and write
But they don´t let him write to me
And I can´t sleep at night

They tell my son forget where you came from and whitey gonna take you in
He can´t forget where he came from any more than he can change his skin
They tell my son forget where you came from ..you forget where you came from
They can´t see his heart still beats to the rythm of his grandfather´s drum

We´ll never forget where we came from never in a million years
And if you wanna see where we came from
Just follow my trail of tears

It´s a cold,.. cold winter white flakes fallin down
I´m out hunting for my dinner but there aint no rabbits ´round