Long Ago

My pride I keep in my ribs and in my heart it beats

Long ago, I was set free, from suffering, the righteous path we did lead

For our native earth so pure, it fed our hunger

Our great lakes gave way to another land, we did prosper

The stones we carved so carefully, made spears for our destiny

The hunt that gave us strength, and the spirit gave us hope

Long ago, my ancestors wrote upon these mountain walls

A story of no other known, but the wise and old would not let go

We have peace in our valleys, and the wind in our trees

As the drum will still beat for the meaning of our life, so it is said

We may have fled to the north, with the south behind us, our pride

Lay in the sands deep in the waters so long ago, never to hide