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lirik lagu three chiefs – marty stuart

in a 4 by room at pine ridge, on a cold december day
a spirit come down from the heaven world to take red cloud away
mary and jesus and the stars and stripes, looked down on his bed
women brought snow in off the ground, to cool his fevered head
when the dust of his wars rolled in from the past
like storm clouds gathered from time
he knew his day on earth had come, to make his peace and die

he raised his hand for mercy, surrendered his last breath of life
then six white horses came into the room, and took him to the sky
where he stood face to face with a mysterious form at the edge of eternity
god said “h*llo, red cloud, now say what you will to me.”

red cloud said, “i hope the great heavenly father who looks upon us
will give all the tribes his blessings that they may go forth in peace
and live in peace all their days
and that our heavenly father will look upon our children as his children
that all tribes may be his children
and as we shake hands today on this broad plain, may we forever live in peace
now my sun is set. my day is done
just like the book says from the days of old, no cross, no crown
at the end of the life, at the setting sun, we lay our burdens down
we lay our burdens down
when sitting bull laid down to sleep, he didn’t know when the mornin’ come
that red tomahawk and police force, armed with blazing guns
would storm into his cabin and drag him from his bed
throw him in the yard like a mangy dog where he was shot and left for dead

murdered by mclaughlin’s men, he never even had a chance
all because he stayed true to the ghost in his heart and wouldn’t give up the dance
his horse started spinin’ and twirlin’, the world went round and round
everybody saw sitting bull’s body but his soul was nowhere to be found

he stood face to face with a mysterious form at the edge of eternity
god said, “h*llo sitting bull, now say what you will to me.”
“you made me an indian and i thank you, but father now i ask you
what treaty have the sioux made with the white man that we have broken
not one
and what treaty has the white man ever made with us that they have kept
not one
is it wrong for me to love my own and defend them?
is it wicked for me because my skin red or because i am a sioux?
i gladly died for my people. and my country because i am an indian.”

just like the book said from the days of old, no cross, no crown
at the end of the life, at the setting sun, we lay our burdens down
we lay our burdens down

in a jailhouse in nebraska, it was on september 5
crazy horse was fighting hard to keep himself alive
he screamed just like a panther, at the sight of a guardhouse door
stabbed in the back by a soldier’s dagger, crazy horse fell down on the floor
he was the last warrior standing, defending the old way of life
where mountains sing and ponies run, like smoke from the sacred pipe
touch the clouds took his body, back home to his family
n0body knows where they laid him down, to set his spirit free
he stood face to face with a mysterious form at the edge of eternity
god said, “h*llo crazy horse, now say what you will to me.”

“upon suffering. beyond suffering. the red nation shall rise again
and it shall be a blessing for a sick world
a world filled with broken promises. selfishness and separations
a world longing for light again
i see a time of seven generations when all of the colors of mankind
will gather under the sacred tree of life
and the whole earth will become one circle again
and that day, there will be those among the lakota
who will carry knowledge and understanding of unity among all living things
and the young white ones will come to those of my people and ask for this wisdom
i salute the light within your eyes, for the whole universe dwells
for when you are at that center within you
and i am at that place within me
we shall be one.”

three men, three warriors, good and n0ble chiefs
prophets to their people, may they rest a while in peace
their words echo like thunder through the canyons at time
and shine like a flaming arrow in a world, in a world
the truth is hard to find
no cross, no crown
no cross, no crown
no cross, no crown

- marty stuart

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