You were close to the earth
Respecting it's worth
It's water and grasses and trees
Hustled indeed by the White man's greed
How could they lay claim to these?

Like fighting the best
You'd fight to the death
With courage and cunning and pride
You were gentle and kind
Loyal, refined
But it's gone with the white man's tide

Oh Chief Seattle
You worshipped the stars and the sun
Searching the plains not for your gains
But for peace without having to run

Yes the white man came
To wander your plains
With whisky and treachery planned
Hunted your hides
Smashed all your pride
But above all he ravaged your land

Confused and despised
Resented, confined
Your culture has vanished to dust
The virtues you had
Have all turned to bad
But above all you've lost all your trust

Oh Chief Seattle
You worshipped the stars and the sun
Searching the plains not for your gains
But for peace without having to run

Oh Chief Seattle
You worshipped the stars and the sun
Searching the plains not for your gains
But for peace without having to run

Oh Chief Seattle
You worshipped the stars and the sun
Searching the plains not for your gains
But for peace without having to run

Oh Chief Seattle
You worshipped the stars and the sun
Searching the plains not for your gains