Lyrics:
In Monument Valley we rideMyself and my Navajo guideI'm moved by the majesty that lives here in this placeHis native home, the dry desert of his raceI don't know these mesas or these landsLike the fields my mother plowed beside her dadAnd I hold every story that her father told to meAs dear as myths of the AnasaziWe ride on and sing our peoples' songsFrom roots that run as deep as they do longAnd although I was born here and raised in this nationThe blood is strong in the first generationMy grandmother swept a dirt floorAs the Navajo did here beforeKayenta and Kerry may be wide water apartBut we're alike in the deep core of the heartI've seen the sun set at The Sun's EyeLeft an echo in The Hogan nearbyA song of my people that my mother gave to meIn my tribe music is blood memoryMusic is blood memory