Charlie Parr - 1890 lyrics

I was in a burial party, way back to Wounded Knee, Rock hammers and ice picks, to chip the dead ones free After the ma**acre, the blizzard, they've been frozen to the ground Mother, children and warriors we found them all around. They were frozen in their agony or shock and terror has they fled The army's giant Howitzers they sang their song of d**h We found chief Big Foot, his scarf around his face The ice was frozen blood, from neck down to his waist Their bloody footprints in the snow that the ghost danced for the dead and I hoped that it was true, what all the legend said. They're will be a new spring coming and our families will come home Game will fill the prairie, crops will always grow. We wrapped the bodies in red blankets, placed them on our sled And left there stacked up rifles and everything that they had Crazy Horse was buried here, someone said as we were due to start Just as hard, I told him, it's only just as hard.