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And the astrodome and the first tepee, and the night falls on the setting sun
They cut our women down, and to find out how she felt
And to find out how she felt, in my little room at the top of the stairs
aurora borealis
But the big guns and the wagon wheels come, i wish a was a trapper, i would give a thousand pelts
The icy sky at night, in the morning on the fields of green, in a long and hurried flight
in my little room at the top of the stairs
And the homeland we ve never seen, and the good things there for hire, and to find out how she felt
In the morning on the fields of green, marlon brando
Pocahontas and me, pocahontas and me Pocahontas, and the astrodome and the first tepee
To sleep with pocahontas, marlon brando
But the big guns and the wagon wheels come, and the astrodome and the first tepee
And the homeland we ve never seen, with an indian rug and a pipe to share, in the homeland we ve never seen
Marlon brando, the icy sky at night, and the astrodome and the first tepee
From the white man and the fields of green, to sleep with pocahontas, from the white man and the fields of green
From the white man and the fields of green, pocahontas and me
And the night falls on the setting sun, the icy sky at night
Cryin on the ground, pocahontas and me
Marlon brando, but the big guns and the wagon wheels come Pocahontas, the icy sky at night
marlon brando