First you look into to his eyes
Soon you're singing lullabies
Hey-ha, hey-ha, ah ha oh
Hey-ha, hey-ha, ah ha oh

He's not like a stranger, he's more like a vision you'd seen
The kind of a face that you'd see on the edge of a dream
He was beaded and feathered from his head to his moccasin'd feet
And now you're singing

Ke sakihitin awasis
Ke sakihitin abesis
Hey hey hey hey-ha oh
Hey hey hey ha-ha oh
Hey-ha, hey-ha, ah ha oh
Hey-ha, hey-ha, ah ha oh

He reminds you of a legend that you had known as a child
He knew it too, it was about Earth and about Sun and about Sky
Oh it was about Wolf and Coyote and Eagle and Kitchimanitou
And Wakontanka

Ke sakihitin awasis
Ke sakihitin abesis
Hey hey hey hey-ha oh
Hey hey hey ha-ha oh
Hey-ha, hey-ha, ah ha oh
Hey-ha, hey-ha, ah ha oh

Well, on some reservation, your purification's begun
It's the fifth generation, the young and the old are as one
Singing "come back to the sweetgrass"
"Come back to the pipe and the drum"
And be your future

Ke sakihitin awasis
Ke sakihitin abesis
Hey hey hey hey-ha oh
Hey hey hey ha-ha oh
Hey-ha, hey-ha, ah ha oh
Hey-ha, hey-ha, ah ha oh

Ke sakihitin awasis
Ke sakihitin abesis
Hey hey hey hey-ha oh
Hey hey hey ha-ha oh
Hey-ha, hey-ha, ah ha oh
Hey-ha, hey-ha, ah ha oh
Hey-ha, hey-ha, ah ha oh

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Writer(s): Buffy Sainte-Marie