Indian Givers - Neil Young

There’s a battle raging on the sacred land

Our brothers and sisters had to take a stand

Against us now for what we all been doing

On the sacred land there’s a battle brewing

I wish somebody would share the news

I wish somebody would share the news

I wish somebody would share the news

Now it’s been about 500 years

We keep taking what we gave away

Just like what we call Indian givers

It makes you sick and gives you shivers

I wish somebody would share the news

I wish somebody would share the news

I wish somebody would share the news

I wish somebody would share the news

Big money going backwards and ripping the soil

Where graves are scattered and blood was boiled

When all who look can see the truth

But they just move on and keep their groove

I wish somebody would share the news

I wish somebody would share the news

I wish somebody would share the news

Saw Happy locked to the big machine

They had to cut him loose and you know what that means

That’s when Happy went to jail

Behind big money justice always fails

I wish somebody would share the news

I wish somebody would share the news

I wish somebody would share the news

I wish somebody would share the news

Bring back the days when good was good

Lose these imposters in our neighborhood

Across our farms and through our waters

All at the cost of our sons and squaw daughters

Yeah our brave sons and daughters

We’re all here together fighting poison waters

Standing against the evil way

That’s what we have at the end of day

I wish somebody would share the news

I wish somebody would share the news

I wish somebody would share the news

I wish somebody would share the news