I had 18 years old
And I rent the farm
This men came in with arms
They burnt the house
They took our lands
Brooke our living plants
Mi father said
If you want to live
Fight them white to men
So I punch their nose
And kick their ass
But then my hands were confet
Take away take away
Take away take away my son (*3)
Get a litle heart break gave a little soul (*2)
600 hundred years
Behind the bars
Were not enough for me
To change my mind
To find my holl promiss
Finded tree get on my horse


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