When My Young Men Began The Killing,

I Am Not A Child, I Think For Myself. No Man Can Think For Me.

When The Last Deer Disappears Into The Morning Mist, When The Last Elk Vanishes From The Hills, When The Last Buffalo Falls On The Plains, I Will Hunt Mice For I Am A Hunter And I Must Have My Freedom.

We Were Like Deer. They Were Like Grizzly Bear.

From Where The Sun Now Stands I Will Fight No More.

It Required A Strong Heart To Stand Up Against Such Talk, But I Urged My People To Be Quiet And Not To Begin A War.