Buddy Red Bow is buried on the hill top east of Red Shirt Table, along where the badlands meet the plains, on Pine Ridge Indian Reservation, SD. His headstone is a metal guitar to remind us of his songs that helped my generation keep onto our dying grandparents and the stories of our greater grandparents and the little ones who never had a chance at a full life and died at the hands of the foul US government. Tears are real on this side of our story.
Yes, I Understand, How Us Indians, First Nations People's everywhere, are In the Mercies of the White Man, who are against Natives. And even These Days of the 20Hundreds, are much worse for All Indian People's across this Turtle Islands and Indian Country. As there are so many Races who are here Today. And many, Have no Understanding of First Nations People's, and what we did for this Country to Survive on. So yes Friends Brothers Sisters and Relatives. I Pray that each of you will try to understand, And keep teaching our Younger Generation and their families too. So that we can keep this Country and World alive. Until the end of time. When The Great Spirit, Our Creator, Calls us all home... Wopida. Live, n Love Your History, And Culture. We are The Red Man, And we will all die, Being Red, and Ready.
in 1980 i was with don ghost bear coming back from rapid city in a jan snow storm . we stopped in at everette and marv helpers in red shirt village red shirt so dak. buddy red bow was playing there that weekend so we huddled up with relatives and danced and sang all weekend with buddy the and the boys . I got to see a living lakota legend live . A story i cheerish and tell my relatives .
I live In rosebud, sd and I can very easily obtain this album, thanks to K.O.Y.A Radio 88.1 give 'em a listen sometime, they play Buddy's songs, thank God!
For my cousin Paul Castaway, shot and killed by Denver POlice on July 12, 2015. Laid to rest on July 23, 2015. RIP. We will see you again, until then we will fight for Justice 4 Paul! Aho & Ahe'hee"
I remember listening this with my mother, grandmother, and uncle I’m so glad I found this on RU-vid. They’ve all made their journeys and I know that they’re all happy in the spirit world.
Lot of people mention what this song reminds them of, I will join. I have no native american descent but when I was 29 I was on my own spirit quest. Drove myself from NY to SD to go hiking in the Badlands. One day driving I heard this beautiful song on the radio, have never forgotten it. Always reminds me of the a amazing Badlands, South Dakota. Peace.
This is for my Father Joseph C. Picotte Sr. He passed away on December 6, 2014. In Bismarck ND. He was a fan of Buddy Red Bow. When I went home he was always playing these CD's.
RIP Eleanor Charging Crow you leave behind a legacy of love, honor, loyalty, and never leaving our side. We will carry in our hearts everything you taught us. Love you forever grandma.
This was the first Buddy Red Bow song I ever heard - on KILI radio in August 2008. Then a descendent of a survivor of Wounded knee played that, and I was hooked. An aquaintance knew him and told us about him. Pilamaya
Always remember hearing this song play when a brother or sister passed. It took a whole new meaning when it was played after my momma passed. REST IN PARADISE, Darlene Rose Charging Crow- Pebeahsy- Cuny 9/14/13. Cante Waste Winyan. Good Heart Woman. We love you forever. Jan,Aaron,Felicia,Mark,Luke.
This song reminds me of my aunt who died in 2007, Buddy Red Bow was her favorite singer. That's how I know his music. Rip. Love you I'll see you someday!
I remember years ago when grandma and grandpa redbow lived on dilger street near Garfield school in rapid I would take of their dog's when they went to the rez. Sure miss them
Thinking of my boy Frankie, who took that Journey to the spirit world 13 years ago. Only 18 years young, miss you son R.I.P. Mark and Uncle Mike. Gone but never forgotten.
t : Little Owl , Thank/you for your kind words, it means alot, truer words have, never been spoken so clear and from the heart. Mark. YEHA NOHA my brother.
He came to our area @ Janet McCloud's home and we just fell in love with him. My mom (Janet) used to play his tape until it wore out & we'd have to buy more. and she would do all kinds of activiites with his songs - when she passed & my husband we played his songs - it brings back beautiful songs and memories - his songs will live forever & when I go my kids will play his music. Send me off in a good way :)
This song is a remembrance of my late Uncle. It has been a year ago in August since he pass but I still miss him so much. I love him dearly. I used to help him as best as I could when no one else would. There has been not a day that goes by that I think of him. I love you Uncle!!!
This song is for my Parents & Older Brothers & Sister & Nephew, Nieces & Cousins, Aunties & Uncles, Grand Parents. I love & miss you all! RIP Mom & Dad & Tom & Elliott, Marion & TJ & Aaron.
Get yourself ready, get your body ready. Purify your mind while you can. Go to the sweat lodge, pray with the peace pipe. For the end is round the bend. For the days are coming and the nights are running, and soon you'll be leaving this land. And they'll wrap you in a buffalo robe and sing you this song. And they'll lay you on a bed of sage high above the ground. For the journey to the spirit world is a long one my friend. But, when you die that doesn't mean that this is the end. Yes, the journey to the spirit world is a long one my friend. And they'll lay the horse that you once rode so proud through the crowds. And the ones you love and leave behind you'll see in another time. So, get yourself ready, get your body ready. Purify your mind while you can. Go to the sweat lodge, pray with the peace pipe. For the end is round the bend. For the days are coming and the nights are running, and soon you'll be leaving this land. And they'll wrap you in a buffalo robe and sing you this song. And they'll lay you on a bed of sage high above the ground. For the journey to the spirit world is a long one my friend. But, when you die that doesn't mean that this is the end. Yes, the journey to the spirit world is a long one my friend. For the days are coming and the nights are running, and soon you'll be leaving this land. And they'll wrap you in a buffalo robe and sing you this song. And they'll lay you on a bed of sage high above the ground. For the journey to the spirit world is a long one my friend. But, when you die that doesn't mean that this is the end. Yes, the journey to the spirit world is a long one my friend.
I did not know until now that Buddy Red Bow had passed on, R I P. I had purchased his audio tape Journey to the Spirit World in 1988, I still have it now i will convert it in to digital form. because of Buddy Red Bow i started going to so many pow wows.
In memory of Steve Reevis who starred in Dances With Wolves, Last of the Dogmen and many more movies. Sorry your Journey to the Spirit World had to be so soon. 1962-Dec. 7, 2017
I looked for this song for years after My Mom passed away. I never knew who sang it nor the name of it. I only knew the lyrics and music.. I've been missing My Mom these past few weeks... Im so glad to have stumbled across it. My heart has been so heavy.... I listen to this song now and I can still see her singing and shoulders going to the beat... So Full of Life and Happy
Thinking of my Uncle Roger and my Aunt Marlene who were taken from us way too soon, because of someones ignorance and neglect towards the other innocent peoples lives whom he shared the road with that fateful day 2 years ago. miss you, Mark .
I was at a Buddy Redbow concert in Whitehorse in the late 80's. very powerrfull performance. i also had the privilege of doing the press photography for the concert, and still have some photos. Great music. .
Buddy Red Bow a gifted man. I didnt kbow his stiry makes me love the nan even more. I feel sad but he is with the nation and they are loojing after him. Ah ho Stamiksina from the Blood Tribe Phoenix is my daughter.
I played the harmonica on reservation, cowboy and brother of the road. Me and Buddy were great friends. Most of the songs he wrote he sang in the car when we were riding around or at my house.😢 he gave me his black hat
I LIVE ON THE WIND RIVER REZ & I LOVE HIS MUSIC MY FAVORITE IS INDIAN LOVE SONG IT MAKES ME CRY BECAUSE I WILL NEVER FIND THAT SPECIAL NATIVE GUY I HAVE BEEN SEARCHING FOR
I remember when I was a kid and my grandma would play this song on the front porch early in the morning while she would bead .. really miss those summer mornings at magoos house
I have heard this since I was a child and I love it always It is comforting. It makes me think of my mom when she was young and strong. The end comes for us all it is how we live that determines who will be there when we die.
Pilamaya ye Buddy!! I never ever got to meet you even tho we are both from Pine Ridge. I am glad that the Elders told you the stories of Our Lakota Ancestors!! You are missed Brother!!
