The white man made us many promises
More than I can remember
And he never kept but one
He promised to take our land and he took it
Just so you never feel at home
So that you never rest at ease
Just so you never believe you walk alone
There are ghosts
Don't let your history be forgot
How much was stolen what was bought
How much was taken in the rear
How did we get out here?
I don't know much about history
I don't know much sociology
I don't know shit about genocide
I forgot the day the day the red man died
But I do know one & one is two
Boy Iin sorry 'bout what happened to you
(what a wonderful world it would be)
There are ghosts everywhere
Can't be buried by no thoroughfare
Can't be covered by no eight-lane game
Can't be cancelled by no other name
Won't be lost between some history class
Won't be shoved up the white man's ass
Won't be hidden by no shopping mall
Because soon come all of this will fall
They never laid claim to this land
Laid it in our mother's hands
While us, we wanted everything
Ghosts don't hear no freedom ring