Sparrows Run

There is a rustling down at the jail house, the mask man walking in, the preacher man is preaching, as the rope hung stage is set, the man he was an Indian, as the wind kicked up the dust, he could not speak the language, he could not have their trust.
Down at sparrows run, another Indian was hung, down at sparrows run, white man has finally won.
The man he was an Indian, living off the land, hunted the buffalo, he was a sacred man, was taught by his people, to protect the land, so when he took the life of a white man, he could not understand.
Down at sparrows run, another Indian was hung, down at sparrows run, white man has finally won.