Neil Young
Neil Young - Indian Givers songtekst
Je score:
There's a battle raging on the sacred land Our brothers and sisters had to take a stand Against us now for what we all been doin' On the sacred land there's a battle brewin' I wish somebody would share the news I wish somebody would share the news I wish somebody would share the news Now it's been about 500 years
 We keep taking what we gave away Just like what we call Indian givers It makes you sick and gives you shivers I wish somebody would share the news I wish somebody would share the news I wish somebody would share the news I wish somebody would share the news Big money going backwards and ripping the soil 
Where graves are scattered and blood was boiled When all who look can see the truth But they just move on and keep their groove I wish somebody would share the news I wish somebody would share the news I wish somebody would share the news Saw Happy locked to the big machine
 They had to cut him loose and you know what that means That's when Happy went to jail Behind big money justice always fails I wish somebody would share the news I wish somebody would share the news I wish somebody would share the news I wish somebody would share the news Bring back the days when good was good
 Lose these imposters in our neighborhood Across our farms and through our waters All at the cost of our sons and squaw daughters Yeah our brave sons and daughters
 We're all here together fighting poison waters Standing against the evil way That's what we have at the end of day I wish somebody would share the news I wish somebody would share the news I wish somebody would share the news I wish somebody would share the news