Lyrics
A long, long time ago there lived an Indian boy When he came upon this earth, he brought his family joy A paranoid young brave was he, inside his brain was some misery He heard the other boys talking angrily About the White man taking over his country But what he didn't know Was that someday his ma would be crying What he didn't know Was that someday the tribe would be dying What he didn't know Was that someday his father'd be gone What he didn't know Was that someday he'd be all alone What he didn't know is that someday he'd be all alone None of the stories in the schoolbooks said it The truth is gone and they're trying to forget it The history books story they're all one-sided The truth is gone and they're trying to hide it Who had the lands that we came around? The Indian made his life from the ground And what about the boy that this story's around? Well, his teepee once stood but now it was a town But what he didn't know Was that someday his ma would be crying What he didn't know Was that someday the tribe would be dying What he didn't know Was that someday his father'd be gone What he didn't know Was that someday he'd be all alone He was the loneliest rider, on the plain He was the loneliest rider, on the plain He was the loneliest rider, on the plain