Warrior Women Sings Her Freedom Song

I have a lightening spirit in my van she sings loud
Her voice carrying the echos of a million others
Her hair wild black and straight up like Mohawk
She is so loud and I have no  medicine sage here

Pure unadulterated powerful magic so so strong
Straight from the mountain she has come baring
The story of her ancestors of her people's lives
She is singing the warrior song of every dead

Battered  tribal human being from turtle island
The Jews have nothing no nothing at all on them
The Irish  have nothing no nothing on them at all
How many 90 million slaughtered  all over here


The ground is soaked  blood of the indigenous
Along with the big awesome beautiful buffalo

She sings her warrior song every morning in jail
The medicine songs she sings to keep her sane
She rattles the doors and the windows of my soul