Part 2: ‘The Indian’ by Adam Harkus. Live from Acoustic Corner.
I wrote ‘The Indian’ way back in 1999 as part of my unreleased and un-named third album. It’s song about the plight of the peaceful native American Indians against the cruelty of the ‘White Man’. A powerful message long forgotten, but one we can still all learn from today.
Played on a Taylor 110e Acoustic.
We travelled far through the lands
Built a home on foreign sands
And there we lived on sacred ground
We hurt no-one, we made no soundOur ways passed on from father to son
Our warriors strong, our tribe will be as one
We made a life and vowed to live in peace
Until that day when they cameOur father’s bones are buried here
And we will fight to keep them near
We’ll use the land we know so well
They kill our wives ? they burn in hellWe’ll fight for truth no matter what they say
The battle raged harder every day
He lost his friend, his father and his son
But in the end was it worth it?Here I stand on holy ground
There’s no-one here, not a sound
The white man came, took him away
But Indian brave, he made them payHis father’s bones they lay beneath his feet
The warrior sun, together in the heat
He looked around, and all around is home
For this last day, and they came
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