Art Bergmann - The Legend Of Bobby Bird lyrics

The story of Bobby Bird He was ni'hio, ten years old One of those who never returned From those schools where souls were burned Bobby lies in the dark, thinkin' How hard can it be… For a tough, trapline kid like me? But its 200 kliks from the mighty town of La Ronge Home through the bush Saskatchewan Cold and Alone Bone for Bone Bobby Bird go home Bobby Bird It was late October when Bobby ran From the kind of treatment, who could understand They beat him every time he opened his mouth They beat him on the back For speakin' his tongue Ni'hio, Ni'hi yewup'kh Cold and Alone Bone for Bone Bobby Bird go home Bobby Bird When he was identified DNA down his mama's side With a white tail deer bone The story was KNOWN Not cold and alone Hear the wolves moan With Bobby Bird It took four days ‘fore the brothers Sent someone lookin' Another dead Indian, not surprisin' Bobby didn't think twice When he heard that truck on the road He jumped that ditch Into the woods he strode NOT cold and alone Hear the wolves moan With Bobby Bird You can deny it was genocide But the curse of this land still resides In those vanished kids and their photo SMILES Never to return, with Bobby Bird NOT cold and alone Hear the wolves moan