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THE TREE STILL STANDS by William

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THE TREE STILL STANDS

Indigenous Folk

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Lyrics
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Fire don’t erase her name. Spirit Lord don’t age with time.
Lost begins. Slow, slow, steady.
Ho-ya, ho-ya, ho-ya, ho-ya
Ho-na-se, ho-na-se Red clay claiming me
Ho-na-se, ho-na-se Roots don’t lie, roots don’t flee
Ho-ya-nah, ho-ya-nah Bloodline strong, spine unbent
Ho-ya-nah, ho-ya-nah What was stolen gets caught back in it
Red clay on his ankles Stomp ground thunder in his bones
Cherokee breath creep blood This land all renew his tone
Deer skin quiet, spine unbent Corn smoke prayer to the firmament
Two children named by river sound Wife like sunrise wrapped in brown
They called him chief but meant obstacle Couldn′t move him, he was geological
Who named this land? Ancestors Who bled this ground? Ancestors
Who still walks it? We do!
Hey-ya, hey-ya, hey-ya, hey-ya
Ho-na-se, ho-ya-nah Never sold, never ran
Ho-na-se, ho-ya-nah The land remembers who I am
Ho-na-se, ho-ya-nah Blood don′t bow, blood don′t run
Ho-na-se, ho-ya-nah The land remembers who I am
Night of fire
They came back riding horses No treaty, no shame, no loss
Summer nights split open with flames Smoke writing death in the sky
Babies barefoot in sacred dirt Mama screaming at the lie
Dragged him to the tree that still stands Moonlight holding its breath
Rope swung slow in front of his blood Land stolen under threat
They called it ownership History called it fate
But the soil still trembles Where they sealed that hate
Ho-ya-nah They came with paper, we came from bone
Ho-ya-nah You can′t evict what the earth owns
Ho-ya-nah, ho-ya-nah Trees still breathing, ropes still wrong
Ho-ya-nah, ho-ya-nah Land hears blood like a drum song
Ho-na-se, ho-ya-nah Never sold, never ran
Ho-na-se, ho-ya-nah Eighty-five years I stand
Ho-na-se, ho-ya-nah Blood don′t bow, blood don′t run
Ho-na-se, ho-ya-nah What was taken ain′t done
Eighty-five years later I′m still walking that land
Paper fades, roots don′t The tree still stands, and so do I
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