Was the night - I was young   When my father called for his first born son   Took me place at his side   While this great chief raged in the fire light   We'd reclaim days of old   If the tribe would do what his dream foretold      Praying to the vision of the promised land   Swaying to the rhythm of the drums   We were pledging our allegiance to wevoka's plan   When the shots rang out, there soldiers all around   And their cannons put an end to our holy singin' of      (oh) the first cowboys were doing the ghostdance singin'   (oh) the first cowboys were doing the ghostdance      Hypnotized by my tale   Generations learn of the great betrayal long ago   At wounded knee   Where our grandfathers bled for what they believed   Wouldn't buy what they sold - reservation   Life for our black hills gold      For praying to the vision of the promised land   Swaying to the rhythm of the drums   We were pledging our allegiance to wevoka's plan   The great spirit cried when our warriors fell to the hail of   The blue coat's guns (so we're singin')      (oh) the first cowboys were doing the ghostdance singin'   (oh) the first cowboys were doing the ghostdance      For your soul, for your name   Many brave men's blood's running through your veins   Leave your mark - walk with pride   Live in honor to those who gave their lives   Ancient hearts are still seeking peace -   As you sing and dance, so you set them free      For praying to the vision of the promised land   Swaying to the rhythm of the drums   Pledging your allegiance to wevoka's plan   By the marker that stands where our women and children   Fell to the blue coat's guns (start singin')      Praying to the vision of the promised land   Swaying to the rhythm of the drums   We were pledging our allegiance to wevoka's plan   When the shots rang out, there soldiers all around   And their cannons put an end to our holy singin' of