
Date of issue: 30.10.2010
Song language: English
Psalm of Sand Creek |
Smoke from broken camps |
Smoke from broken contracts |
Borne out on November winds |
A flock of seven hundred sheep |
Led by one who cruelly preached |
A man who coldly traded blood for blood |
And at the bend of old Sand Creek |
The men out hunting to the east |
The women and their children fast asleep |
Who is to blame for this most shameful thing? |
Chivington’s soldiers take aim |
They mowed them down with rifle fire |
They ran them through with sabers |
They pulled the babes from where they hid |
And snuffed their lives with hatred |
Though they huddled 'neath the flag |
There was no shelter to be had |
The ground was clotted thick with blood and scalps |
Who takes the blame for this tragic scene? |
May Chivington be smothered in flames |
May Chivington be smothered in flames |
Nothing lives too long |
Only earth and mountains |
Nothing lives too long |
Only earth and mountains |