Sing Our Own Song We’re done with colonial control and we rejoice in our own cultures.
I modified the words of UB40’s original great anti-apartheid song.The powwow sample is from the astounding traditional drum group Northern Cree; ki chi migwetch, my Brothers.
The great flood of tears that we’ve cried For our brothers and sisters who’ve died Over five hundred years has washed away our fears And strengthened our pride, now we turn back the tide
We will no longer hear your command We will slide your control from our lands Re-direct the flame of our anger and pain And pity the shame For what you do in God’s name.
We will stand for the right to be free We will grow our own society And we will sing, we will sing We will sing our own song
When the ancient drum rhythms ring The voice of our forefathers sings The will to live will beat on, we will no longer be pawns to greed and to war We will be Idle No More
We will stand for the right to be free We will build our own society And we will sing, we will sing We will sing our own song
When the ancient drum rhythms ring The voice of our grandmothers sings Native America run, we will no longer succumb to oil and ore, we will be Idle No More
We will stand for the right to be free We will build our own society And we will sing, we will sing We will sing our own song
We will teach about the right to be free We will build our own society And we will sing, we will sing We will sing our own song
Dance dance for the right to be free We will build our own society And we will sing, we will sing We will sing our own song
And occupy for the right to be free We will rebuild a just society And we will sing, we will sing We will sing our own song