Falcon

You can call me Falcon
If you can say it to my face
I live on the move
In every natural place
North of the Red River
Where the snow goes deep
I hunt for survival
I burn the ground where I sleep

When I pass by
When I pass by
When I pass by
Lord, please cover up my tracks

You may never see me
I have no natural home
I was taken as a child
To brave the woods alone
And stand against any
Without truth and heart
Bring lies to my friends
Or harm to my hearth

When I pass by
When I pass by
When I pass by
Lord, please cover up my tracks

My family is all around
I have no family at all
We live in the skins of the buffalo
We can't live life within walls
I can float on the water
I can fly in the sky
I dream the path before me
I feel the ground I've gone by

When I pass by
When I pass by
When I pass by
Lord, please cover up my tracks

Let me find my children
And bring them along with me
We'll take no man's handout
There is nothing given for free
We'll fly like the falcon
Into the setting sun
And vanish into the wilderness
To keep our fire for our own

When I pass by
When I pass by
When I pass by
Lord, please cover up my tracks

They will never find my body
There will be no mortal remains
I'll return to the Red River
And ride down through the plains
My medicine is survival
My salvation is my own
My family is a rifle
My bed is made of stone

When I pass by
When I pass by
When I pass by
Lord, please cover up my tracks
Cover up my tracks