EmiOut in the desert where the wind never Gstops
A Emifew simple people try to grow a few cGrops
CTrying to maintain a Ami7life and a hGome
DOn land that was theCirs beAmi7fore the Romans thought of GRome
EmiA few dozen survivors, ragged but Gproud
EmiWith a few woolly sheep, under gathering Gcloud
CIt\''s never been easy, Ami7or free from stGrife
DBut the pulse of the Cland is Ami7the pulse of their Glife
EmiYou thought it was over but it\''s just like beGfore
DWill there never be an Cend to Ami7the Indian Gwars?
EmiIt\''s not breech-loading rifles and wholesale Gslaughter
EmiIt\''s kickbacks and thugs and diverted Gwater
CTreaties get signed Ami7and the papers change Ghands
DBut they might as well Cdraft these Ami7agreements in Gsand
EmiNoble Savage on the cinema Gscreen
EmiAn Indian\''s good when he cannot be Gseen
CAnd the so-called white Ami7so-called Grace
DDigs for itCself a pit Ami7of disgraGce
EmiYou thought it was over but it\''s just like beGfore
DWill there never be an Cend toAmi7 the Indian Gwars?