Spirit my friend
Come on and move me
Spirit my heart lies ready to fly
Above the news of the morning street paper
Spirit my arrow is pulled
And aimed at the sky
Spirit you moved
On the land of my father
Cherokee women lie broken and down
Spirit them on to the land of their brother
Spirit their mother's own blood
Has hallowed the ground
Oh once it was mother
And God and the country
And once it was flags
And the Forth of July
But Spirit the eagle is changing its course
And you know that the horses of war
Finally die
