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A Man Called Horse

I came a lord of England, in velvet and in lace Huntin' for the thrill of it across this open space With silver in my pocket and a high-born pedigree I thought the world was tame enough for a man as rich as me. But the arrows flew like angry hornets stingin' from the sun My guides lay dead in dusty red before the day was done. They dragged me by the neck-rope through the scrub and through the stones Stripped away my dignity and chilled me to the bones. They looked at me with hateful eyes, they did not see a man Just a beast of burden for the old woman of the clan. No words of English comfort, just the whip across the back Walkin' on all fours along the dusty trail track. ​ Now the Lord is dead and buried, and the beast is born Naked underneath the sky, battered and forlorn. You can break the spirit, you can ride him 'til he falls But the wild wind is answerin' whenever silence calls. Yeah, they took away my name, and they took away my course And left me nothing but the soul... of a Man Called Horse. I learned the taste of hunger, I learned the sound of fear I learned the Sioux survival in the changing of the year. I watched the Chief Yellow Hand, I saw the warrior's way And the anger in my belly started fadin' day by day. I killed the enemy screaming, I took the scalping knife I bought the right to stand tall with the currency of life. But to take the hand of Running Deer, to claim her for my own I had to leave the white man's flesh and cut right to the bone. The Sun Vow waits above me, the hooks are sharp and cold Lift me up to Father Sun, let the vision now unfold! Pain is just a doorway, blood is just the price! I hang between the earth and sky, a living sacrifice! I AM NOT A BEAST! I AM A MAN! Now the Lord is dead and buried, and the warrior is born Standin' painted in the light of a violent golden morn. You can break the spirit, you can ride him 'til he falls But the wild wind is answerin' whenever silence calls. Yeah, they gave me back my honor, with a terrible force And now they bow before the soul... of a Man Called Horse.