White man came
across the sea
he brought us pain
and misery
He killed our tribes
He killed our creed
He took our game
for his own need
We fought him hard
We fought him well
out on the plains
we gave him hell
But many came
too much for Cree
Oh will we ever
be set free?
Riding through dustclouds
and barren wastes
galloping hard
on the plains
Chasing the redskins
back to their holes
fighting them at
their own game
Murder for freedom
a stab in the back
women and children
the cowards attack
Run to the hills
Run for your lives
Run to the hills
Run for your lives
Soldier blue in
the barren wastes
hunting and killing's
a game
Raping the women
and wasting the men
the only good Indians
are tame
Selling them whisky
and taking their gold
enslaving the young
and destroying the ol...d
Run to the hills
Run for your lives
Run to the hills
Run for your lives
Run to the hills
Run for your lives
Run to the hills
Run for your lives
Run to the hills
Run for your lives
Run to the hills
Run for your li.......ves