Falling Down and Falling Apart

I know a woman Indian in her bones

Spends the pow wow dancing all alone

She can be lonely and sometimes she can cry

And drop her sadness to the bread she cries

I know a woman Indian in her eyes

Full blood in her her heart

Full blood when she cries

She can be afraid and sometimes she can shake

But her Medicine will never let her break

She don't want a warrior She don't want no brave

She don't want a renegade for an early grave.

She don't need no stolen hearts

She don't need no stolen heart.

She don't need an Indian man falling down and falling apart

I know a woman Indian in her hands

Wanting him the same, wanting him to dance

She's out there waiting no matter the weather

He'd walk through lightning just to give her a feather

But she don't want a warrior and she don't want no brave

She don't want a renegade for an early grave

She don't need no stolen hearts, she don't need a stolen heart!

She don't need an Indian man falling down and falling apart

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