Among The Americans

dance to the sun<br>a kiss to the earth<br>embrace a stone<br><br>come the small black book<br>come the brandy cask<br>one strange disease<br>the well worded paper<br>signed by the drunken<br>hands of thieves<br><br>and suddenly<br>they were told to leave<br><br>as the snake uncoiled on a road<br>the length was eighty miles<br>wagons` weary horses<br>lead the feverish exiles<br>barefoot in the early snow<br>on a ridge<br>where they beheld their home<br>coarse and barren<br>not the haven<br>promised by the Father<br><br>Jaksa Chula Harjo * X3<br><br>the Red Sticks first and<br>the Dancing Ghosts were<br>pierced with arms of fire<br>and the weeping widows<br>left could not avenge<br>so the Western Star manifest its will<br>drove them clear into the Pacific O<br><br>gone the way of flesh<br>turned pale and died<br>by your god`s decree<br><br>for he hated me