歌词
Well, I jumped so high, knocked the table over
Thought I saw a ghost come out of the clover
She lived in this house forty-odd years or so
She was buried in the back with the English and the Natives
Slaughtered like sheep, women and babies
Lotta blood and tears three hundred years ago
It's like you're caught up in the trees in the webs of spiders
Spun out of leaves, ghostly riders
Lookin' for a trail to find their way back home
But there's nothing back there or tomorrow
No place they can put their sorrow
Heavy as death, cold as a broken stone
And I call this place my homeland
And I claim this land I own
But it belongs to another people
They possess it in their bones
Well, I can hear 'em in the night like a hundred televisions
Hummin' down low beneath the subdivisions
All they really want is if we can hear 'em now
They been troublin' this plain, lookin' for attention
Makin' crazy tracks, they need an intervention
All they really want is to get back home somehow
So build up a fire, say a little prayer
And cook a little meat, and pull 'em up a chair
And offer them a plate, maybe we can all find peace
You can't bury anything, man or nations
Old memories, old vibrations
The pain doesn't stop just because the killin's ceased
And I call this place my homeland
And I claim this land I own
It belongs to another people
They possess it in their bones
Well, I jumped so high, straight up off the bed sheet
Nightmare sky, bloody with the red heat
Started to shake 'cause I couldn't find my way back home
Well, I landed in a ditch, landed in the gutter
Landed in the arms of my long lost mother
Cryin' like a child, Bayou Pierre grown
I call this place my homeland
And I love this land I own
But it belongs to another people
They possess it in their bones
Yeah, I call this place my homeland
And I claim this land I own
But it belongs to another people
They possess it in their bones
