The White Man Knows How To Make

I Have Killed, Robbed, And Injured Too Many White Men To Believe In A Good Peace.

There Are Things They Tell Us That Sound Good To Hear, But When They Have Accomplished Their Purpose They Will Go Home And Will Not Try To Fulfill Our Agreements With Them.

What White Woman, However Lonely, Was Ever Captive Or Insulted By Me? Yet They Say I Am A Bad Indian.

Inside Of Me There Are Two Dogs. One Is Mean And Evil And The Other Is Good And They Fight Each Other All The Time. When Asked Which One Wins I Answer, The One I Feed The Most.

The Meat Of The Buffalo Tastes The Same On Both Sides Of The Border.