text: Oh give me a home where the buffalo roam
  And the death of a race is a game
  Where seldom is heard a peaceable word
  From the white trash who killed as they came
  Though these words dig deep, they offer no relief
  God save the queen, I am an Indian chief
  There is a secret I keep, its called the talking leaf
  And you better believe that he speaks his beliefs
  Like a rock that bleeds a sea of grief
  My talking leaf speaks of a wounded knee creek
  American ghost dance
  American ghost dance
  American ghost dance
  American ghost dance
  A new man who is with old ways
  He walks the streets of life, but hes in chains
  Im alive he cried, I can feel the flame
  Burning red inside, I am an Indian brave
  There is a memory, uh huh, that lives in my blood
  Of the brand you laid on all you touched
  But the burning flame, it turns to burning pain
  Genuine genocide and thats truly insane
  So like a wild hurricane, I will dance on the grave
  Of my race that died when it should have been saved
  American ghost dance
  American ghost dance
  American ghost dance
  American ghost dance
  Oh give me a home where the buffalo roam
  And the death of a race is a game
  Where seldom is heard a peaceable word
  From the white trash who killed as they came
  Though these words dig deep, they offer no relief
  God save the queen, I am an Indian chief
  There is a secret I keep, its called the talking leaf
  And you better believe that he speaks his beliefs
  Like a rock that bleeds a sea of grief
  My talking leaf speaks of a wounded knee creek
  American ghost dance
  American ghost dance
  American ghost dance
  American ghost dance
  American ghost dance
  American ghost dance
  American ghost dance
  American ghost dance
  American ghost dance