Topic: The Lost Nation
These words came to mind after hearing on the radio that 90% of the indiginous Red Indians were wiped out by European introduced diseases. I might be stepping on many toes here but the following also applies to Africa, Australia, New Zealand, Hawaii and any other place that was colonised i.e. invaded.
THE LOST NATION
Feathered head
Painted face
Dark red man
You had better know your place
Once you owned all of this land
Now its mine
To churn and behold
To mine and ruin
At the behest of your soul
Golden eagle
Spirit of the red man
Mighty buffalo
Furry food, spititual friend
No more to be seen
On the great open plains
Coyote and wolf
Brothers in arms
Friend of the red man
enemy of none
Spiritual companion
Friend until death
Farewell my brother
Your coat is no more
It adorns the walls and floors
Of a great big man
Who has no brains
Only a gun, bullets and might
Of how his actions
Removed you from sight.
As you see there are no chords so you all have carte blanche. I would do it in a bluesy Little Red Rooster vibe. Whoever comes up with the best rendition will get the Far Out Award.