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Words & Music: Rattlesnake Annie
Ghost Dance
High up on a mountaintop in the lonely dark pine trees
A blinding light came from the sky, Black Elk fell to his knees
And through the night he heard a voice callin’ out his name
Black Elk come and dance with me your people we will save
Ghost Dance, Ghost Dance, Ghost Dance
Your nation we will save, your nation we will save
Spirit of the Ghost Dance crossed the hungry land
For the dead to rise, the blind to see and the old are young again
From the burning sun to the cold winter moon, hear the mournful sound
Of the final dance at Wounded Knee, when the big guns laid ‘um down
Ghost Dance, Ghost Dance, Ghost Dance
Oh the big guns laid ‘um down and their blood froze on the ground
Publisher: ©Ann McGowan Music Inc. BMI (International Copyright Secured)
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