Indian legislation on the desk of a do-right congressman
Now, he don't know much about the issue
So he picks up the phone and he asks advice from
The senator out in Indian country
A darling of the energy companies who are
Ripping off what's left of the reservations
Huh

I learned a safety rule
I don't know who to thank
Don't stand between the reservation
And the corporate banks
They send in federal tanks
It isn't nice but it's reality

Bury my heart at Wounded Knee
Deep in the Earth
Cover me with pretty lies
Bury my heart at Wounded Knee
Huh

They got these energy companies that want the land
And they've got churches by the dozen who want to
Guide our hands
And sign Mother Earth over to pollution, war and greed
Get rich
Get rich quick

Bury my heart at Wounded Knee
Deep in the Earth
Cover me with pretty lies
Bury my heart at Wounded Knee

We got the federal marshals
We got the covert spies
We got the liars by the fire
We got the FBI's
They lie in court and get nailed
And still Peltier goes off to jail

Bury my heart at Wounded Knee
Deep in the Earth
Cover me with pretty lies
Bury my heart at Wounded Knee
Huh

My girlfriend Annie Mae talked about uranium
Her head was filled with bullets and her body dumped
The FBI cut off her hands
And told us she'd died of exposure
Loo, loo loo

Bury my heart at Wounded Knee
Deep in the Earth
Cover me with pretty lies
Bury my heart at Wounded Knee
Huh

We had the Gold Rush wars
Aw, didn't we learn to crawl and still our history gets
Written in a liar's scrawl
They tell ya, "Honey you can still be an Indian down at the "Y" on Saturday nights"

Bury my heart at Wounded Knee
Deep in the Earth
Cover me with pretty lies
Bury my heart at Wounded Knee
Huh

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Writer(s): Buffy Sainte Marie