Out in the prairie, the bison dared to roam
The crying of a lone shot claimed
They're forever gone.
High in the breezing winds an eagle dared to fly
For the white man's sake,
The covenant was just a lie.
Out in the flowing streams,
The beaver dared to build,
The never-ending ignorance — the paleface's guilt.
A single tent was left lonesome in the woods
When the cannons spoke the words
Murderers took off the hoods.
For all times rise
Cheyenne spirit rise
By the grace of all your wisdom
In the hunting grounds, it flies
Chase the track and ride free
Eternal unity.
Let the flutes play for the last time
Ban the white man's tyranny.
And they came riding with their hate
And marching with their greed.
External territories
Served their senseless need.
But they stood tall
In their own fate,
They knew their bloody way
Along the line of fire
Into the grand decay.
All rise
Cheyenne spirit rise
By the grace of all your wisdom.
In the hunting grounds, it flies
Chase the track and ride free
Eternal unity.
Let the flutes play for the last time
Ban the white man's tyranny.