Well I see you, see You in color You?re not my friend, And you?re not my brother We agree to be enemies
Well, the Queen called and She wants her land back I suggest that you do just that Black briefcase, With a silver lining Open it up, and Look inside see
Well I see you, see You in color Now we?re friends, Yes we?re bloodbrothers, Part Cherokee and Quarter Shawnee You saw what happened At wounded Knee
