Date: May 11, 2008 11:21 AM


a song for anna mae
Anna Mae came to the plains I'm told Blow, Dakota Blow From away up east where the weather gets cold And the cold Dakota winds they blow And she said "I hear there's been trouble down here" Blow, Dakota blow

They said, "Trouble, we been gettin' trouble every year" And the cold Dakota winds they blow Anna Mae made a vow by the fire that night Blow, Dakota blow She would give her life to the people's fight

And the cold Dakota winds they blow And then the voice in the whispering wind did say Blow, Dakota blow Somebody's gonna get hurt some day And the cold Dakota winds they blow In nineteen hundred and seventy two Blow, Dakota blow

Trouble in the Pine Ridge settlement grew And the cold Dakota winds did blow And in nineteen hundred and seventy three Blow, Dakota blow The trouble exploded at Wounded Knee And the cold Dakota winds did blow And in nineteen hundred seventy four Blow, Dakota blow

There was a backlash beatin' at everybody's door And the cold Dakota winds did blow And then the warning passed from tongue to tongue Blow, Dakota blow That there was trouble comin' with the federal guns And the cold Dakota winds they blow

Oh they took Anna Mae off to jail one day Blow, Dakota blow But just exactly why they never did say And the cold Dakota winds they blow They wanted some facts and they wanted some names Blow, Dakota blow Oh, but Anna Mae wouldn't tell 'em a thing And the cold Dakota winds they blow She said, "Kill me dead or lock me away" Blow, Dakota blow "Cause that's what you're gonna be doin' anyway" And the cold Dakota winds they blow

And they said, "all right, you're free to go" Blow, Dakota blow "But just don't say we never warned ya so" And the cold Dakota winds they blow Anna Mae went out for a walk one night Blow, Dakota blow But she never lived to see the mornin' light And the cold Dakota winds they blow Oh, it's a mystery I heard it said Blow, Dakota blow, How Anna Mae died with a bullet in her head And the cold Dakota winds they blow.





Oh, the story spread both far and wide Blow, Dakota blow, How another daughter of the people had died And the cold Dakota winds they blow And the people came from many a mile Blow, Dakota blow To lay her away in traditional style And the cold Dakota winds they blow

And the song upon the drum was sung Blow, Dakota blow And the sky covered over and the storm did come And the cold Dakota winds they blow And the voice in the howling wind did say Blow, Dakota Blow "Somebody's gonna pay some day" And the cold Dakota winds they blow ...a song by Jim Page

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