White man came across the sea He brought us pain and misery He killed our tribes, he killed our creed He took our game for his own need
We fought him hard we fought him well Out on the plains we gave him hell But many came too much for Cree Oh will we ever be set free?
Riding through dustclouds and barren wastes Galloping hard on the plains Chasing the redskins back to their holes Fighting them at their own game Murder for freedom a stab in the back Women and children the cowards attack
Run to the hills, run for your lives. Run to the hills, run for your lives.
Soldier blue on the barren wastes Hunting and killing their game Raping the women and wasting the men The only good Injuns are tame Selling them whiskey and taking their gold Enslaving the young and destroying the old
Run to the hills, run for your lives. Run to the hills, run for your lives.
(Electric guitar solo)
Yeeeeeeeeeeeah oooooooooohhh
Run to the hills, run for your lives. Run to the hills, run for your lives.
Run to the hills, run for your lives. Run to the hills, run for yooour liiiiiiives.
Konu: Run To The Hills 
