You Come Here To Tell Us Lies,

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

Is It Wrong For Me To Love My Own? Is It Wicked For Me Because My Skin Is Red? Because I Am Sioux? Because I Was Born Where My Father Lived? Because I Would Die For My People And My Country?

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.

I Am Here By The Will Of The Great Spirit, And By His Will I Am Chief.

Each Man Is Good In His Sight. It Is Not Necessary For Eagles To Be Crows.