Being part Cherokee myself I understand what the words mean. It also shows how crooked our government has always been. The white man came over and stole the land from the native Americans
This has so much meaning to Cherokee people. I can totally relate to this, although not of Cherokee descent ,the same thing happened to my people in New Zealand. We are still fighting for our land. I think that when indigenous people are stripped of their customs, language, and land, there’s nothing left but hurt and addiction
Daddy would sing this tune when it would get in his head from time to time. Music was our life and Merle was one of my favorites we would sing together. I can listen to it sometimes without crying from missing him so, today is not one of those days. He left me in October last year.
Daddy would sing this tune when it would get in his head from time to time. I can listen to it sometimes without crying from missing him so, today is not one of those days. He left me in October last year.
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This great song that came out in the summer of 1971 when as a 10 year old I learned about slavery and how the Native Americans were mistreated by my summer reading which sadly today might be on a book ban list in some places. This song hit home on how the Native Americans had their own civilization way before the Europeans came and Paul Revere and the Raiders who are a horribly underrated group expressed that beautifully.
When my husband was 58 our son discovered through Ancestry DNA that he was descended of the Leni Lenape tribe and since my husband and I are both Jewish. . .It turned out that my husband was adopted and was never told. Lots of questions for his own “mother”. Through Ancestry DNA we met 12 of his “cousins” and they all live in Northern New Jersey and Maryland. All the ones of our generation were adopted out in the 1950s to non-indigenous households and four of them are also Jewish. Some knew they were adopted. Others didn’t know. None of them knew they were Indian. My in-laws claim they had to agree to keep the adoption secret. They seemed genuinely shocked and appalled to learn that he wasn’t Jewish: not even close. Anyway. Everyone is something. Leni Lenape. We never even heard of them. But suddenly all the names of places around us, places in nature and Street names . . . We had been living on his ancestral lands, each of us, our whole lives, living in oblivion. AnywayI I remember this song. It got a lot of replay during the Wounded Knee occupation in the 70s. I remember thinking, “Is Mark Lindsay Indian? He’s really cute.”
My gorgeous teen granddaughter is a tribal Cherokee Nation card member from her dad. I’ve always liked this song & had a lil school girl crush on Mark Lindsey ❤❤🎉
I don't know if reading "Bury My Heart at Wounded Knee" was a good or bad thing back in 1972. But now when watching a Hollywood Western and first nation people are fighting the white man, I root for the Indians! 😮
I think I’ve seen these guys more than any band ever. It might be a tie with Tommy James. There for years,If you went to a big car show you saw one or both. I had a beautiful A-100 pickup I’d trade my family for to get back.”Lil’red wagon” but flamed out and black.
