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Well let the indians ride and the cowboys drinkLet 'em drown themselves 'till they cannot seeLet 'em shoot their guns towards the skyAnd when their god comes down they'll kneel and cryWell let the indians ride and the cowboys drinkLet 'em drown themselves 'till they cannot seeLet 'em shoot their guns towards the skyAnd when their god comes down they'll kneel and cryThey'll say it wasn't me my Lord that shot the menIt wasn't me my lord that burnt the landLook at me my lord, well here I standThe Good Book in handIt wasn't me it was a brown manGive the indians love and the cowboys deathSteal all their clothes, their food, take away their breathLong lasting pain cannot supplementAll the deaths, hate, rape, [impoverishment?]They'll say it wasn't me my Lord that shot themAnd when they hit the dirt, I didn't hear a soundPlease take me my Lord, I should be heaven bound[I'm white not brown?] x4I can't stand to hear the soundLetras de cancionesLord burn the church and burn the friarDon't let the clouds move in, just let the flames grow higherLord [???] this earth and [make so much sense?]But grant the righteous their recompenseIt was all of us lord, we're to blameSince [..... hands?] have been so unashamedLeave our souls to burn down with the flamesUntil we change, we haven't changedUntil we change, we'll never changeSo like this we'll remainLet the cowboys burn the housesLet them burn them to the earthLet those cowboys burn in ashes[Because they've hurt?] x3It was all of us Lord, we're to blameSince [..... hands?] have been so unashamedLeave our souls to burn here in the flamesUntil we change, we haven't changedUntil we change, we'll never changeAnd so like this we'll remain From Letras Mania