Well let the indians ride and the cowboys drink   Let 'em drown themselves 'till they cannot see   Let 'em shoot their guns towards the sky   And when their god comes down they'll kneel and cry      Well let the indians ride and the cowboys drink   Let 'em drown themselves 'till they cannot see   Let 'em shoot their guns towards the sky   And when their god comes down they'll kneel and cry      They'll say it wasn't me my Lord that shot the men   It wasn't me my lord that burnt the land   Look at me my lord, well here I stand   The Good Book in hand   It wasn't me it was a brown man      Give the indians love and the cowboys death   Steal all their clothes, their food, take away their breath   Long lasting pain cannot supplement   All the deaths, hate, rape, [impoverishment?]      They'll say it wasn't me my Lord that shot them   And when they hit the dirt, I didn't hear a sound   Please take me my Lord, I should be heaven bound   [I'm white not brown?] x4   I can't stand to hear the sound      Lord burn the church and burn the friar   Don't let the clouds move in, just let the flames grow higher   Lord [???] this earth and [make so much sense?]   But grant the righteous their recompense   It was all of us lord, we're to blame   Since [..... hands?] have been so unashamed      Leave our souls to burn down with the flames   Until we change, we haven't changed   Until we change, we'll never change   So like this we'll remain      Let the cowboys burn the houses   Let them burn them to the earth   Let those cowboys burn in ashes   [Because they've hurt?] x3      It was all of us Lord, we're to blame   Since [..... hands?] have been so unashamed   Leave our souls to burn here in the flames   Until we change, we haven't changed   Until we change, we'll never change   And so like this we'll remain