Run to the Hills Lyrics

Alright
Come on, you know this one
Don′t have to say it

White man came across the sea
He brought us pain and misery
Killed our tribes, hee killed our creed
Took our game for his own need
We fought him hard, we fought him well
Out on the plains, hey (we gave him hell)
But many came, too much for Cree
Will we ever be set free?

Riding through dust clouds and barren wastes
Galloping hard on the plains
Chasing the redskins back to their holes
Fighting them at their own game
Murder for freedom, a stab in the back
Women and children and cowards, attack

Run to the hills
Run for your lives
Run to the hills
Run for your lives

Soldier blue in the barren wastes
Hunting and killing's a game
Raping the women, wasting the men
Only good Indians are tame
Selling them whiskey, taking their gold
Enslaving the young, destroying the old

Run to the hills
Run for your lives
Run to the hills
Run for your lives

Run to the hills
Run for your lives
Run to the hills
(Run for your lives)
Run to the hills
Run for your lives
Run to the hills
Run for your lives

Thank you
And good night