Robbie Robertson — Ghost Dance
Album: Music For The Native Americans (w/ The Red Road Ensemble)Avg rating:
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Crow has brought the message
To the children of the sun
For the return of the buffalo
And for a better day to come
You can kill my body
You can damn my soul
For not believing in your god
And some world down below
You don't stand a chance against my prayers
You don't stand a chance against my love
They outlawed the Ghost Dance
They outlawed the Ghost Dance
But we shall live again, we shall live again
My sister above
She has red paint
She died at Wounded Knee
Like a later day saint
You got the big drum in the distance
The blackbird's in the sky
That's the sound that you hear
When the buffalo cry
You don't stand a chance against my prayers
You don't stand a chance against my love
They outlawed the Ghost Dance
They outlawed the Ghost Dance
But we shall live again, we shall live again
We shall live again
Crazy Horse was a mystic
He knew the secret of the trance
And Sitting Bull the great apostle
Of the Ghost Dance
Come on Comanche
Come on Blackfoot
Come on Shoshone
Come on Cheyenne
We shall live again
We shall live again
Come on Arapaho
Come on Cherokee
Come on Paiute
Come on Sioux
We shall live again
You used to do the Ghost Dance
You used to do the Ghost Dance
You don't sing them kinda songs no more
To the children of the sun
For the return of the buffalo
And for a better day to come
You can kill my body
You can damn my soul
For not believing in your god
And some world down below
You don't stand a chance against my prayers
You don't stand a chance against my love
They outlawed the Ghost Dance
They outlawed the Ghost Dance
But we shall live again, we shall live again
My sister above
She has red paint
She died at Wounded Knee
Like a later day saint
You got the big drum in the distance
The blackbird's in the sky
That's the sound that you hear
When the buffalo cry
You don't stand a chance against my prayers
You don't stand a chance against my love
They outlawed the Ghost Dance
They outlawed the Ghost Dance
But we shall live again, we shall live again
We shall live again
Crazy Horse was a mystic
He knew the secret of the trance
And Sitting Bull the great apostle
Of the Ghost Dance
Come on Comanche
Come on Blackfoot
Come on Shoshone
Come on Cheyenne
We shall live again
We shall live again
Come on Arapaho
Come on Cherokee
Come on Paiute
Come on Sioux
We shall live again
You used to do the Ghost Dance
You used to do the Ghost Dance
You don't sing them kinda songs no more
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RIP Robbie
The lyrics came in at 10. We need two rating systems one for music and one for lyrics.
Oh, the music is a 10 as well.
Oh, the music is a 10 as well.
This album was playing in a museum I was visiting in South Dakota. It was a museum dedicated to Native American culture, can't remember the name of it or exactly where it was. I found the music so mesmerizing I bought the CD in the gift shop. One of my favorites.
Robbie Robertson at one of his highest moments.
What a great album this is, evocative and ahead of its time. Check it out if you don't know it.