Lyrics:
Catch me this morningMy head is undoneCurse my eyesAnd cut out my tongueThe hunger of manFor blood and the gunA pox on youAnd a pox on your sonsIs this how the west was won?Sons and daughtersWith no light to followWhere rivers ran deepAll now is shallowFrom the valley of tearsTo the mountain of sorrowNo turning the tideNo past in tomorrowIs this how the west was won?You piss down their backsAnd tell them it's rainBut they've seen your facesThey know who to blameYou burn all the booksAnd change all the namesBut the spirit lives onIt won't go awayIs this how the west was won?Do I have enough yearsTo understand if I canWhy another should buryYour language and land?Cold the heartAnd savage the handThat takes from anotherWhat he can't understandIs this how the west was won?