Lyrics
Who to condemn when we've built a fire under them?
Generations will remember us as brave, just men
Gold in the hills, keep our pockets filled
Why are they all breathing still? There's gold in the hills
Stuck beside the river's edge
None of us will get revenge
And none of us know where to go
So we're following the blood in the snow
My brother, they must know
My brother, they must know
Medicine man, let me go
Follow your signals of smoke
Blankets thin and full of holes
No shelter from the cold
The frosty road numbed my toes
The blackness crawled up to my throat
Just leave my body in the snow
Let my spirit fly on home
My spirit fly on home
