[Native Drumming] On the mountain top My Ancestors stood, Arms spread in Thanks White man never understood... Guide us Great Spirit Lend us your strength The totem of the bear So we have no fear We are the stewards Of these vast lands We are the stewards Every single band... [Native Drumming] These days are past On the mountain top My Ancestors stood, Arms spread in Thanks White man never understood... no saddle on horse Hunt our food Buffalo on the plains Now few remain One with nature Give back to the land Centuries of being meek... We were never weak [Native Drumming] Under the stars we slept Or in a teepee Cook on a open fire There were no treaties [Break] We are the stewards Of these vast lands We are the stewards Every single band... These days are past The call of the eagle, of the thunderbird Medicine man dances Around the fire, chants... Necromance On the mountain top My Ancestors stood, Arms spread in Thanks White man never understood... [Drum] These days are past
