Wooden Indian

Wooden Indian
Words and Music by John Denver

Now I was a red man
I was proud, I was strong
You were the white man
And you stole away my home

Now I am a wooden indian
Painted dreams inside my head
Times a where you bring me down
And make you wish that I was dead

Na na na

Now I was a red man
And my passing made no sound
You were the white man
And you drove me in the ground

Now I am a wooden indian
Standing silent in the rain
Swear with my grandfather's father
We're going to rise again

Na na na

Now I was a red man
I was proud, I was strong
You were the white man
And you stole away my home

Now I am a wooden indian
Standing silent in the rain
Swear with my grandfather's father
We're going to rise again