I know a woman Indian in her bones Spends the pow wow dancing all alone She can be lonely Sometimes she can cry Drop of sadness into the bread she fries
I know a woman Indian in her eyes Full blood in her heart full blood when she cries She can be afraid and sometimes she can shake But her medicine will never let her break
But she don’t want a warrior, she don’t want no brave And she don’t want no renegade headed to an early grave She don’t need no stolen horse she don’t need no stolen heart She don’t need no Indian man falling down and falling apart
I know a woman Indian in her hands Wanting me to sing Wantin me to dance She’s out there waiting no matter the weather I’d walk through lightning just to give her a feather
But she don’t want a warrior, she don’t want no brave And she don’t want no renegade headed to an early grave She don’t need no stolen horse she don’t need no stolen heart She don’t need no Indian man falling down and falling apart
She don’t need no Indian man falling down and falling apart