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RUN TO THE HILLS - Trial of the Golden Witch
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RUN TO THE HILLS Trial of the Golden Witch

RUN TO THE HILLS - Trial of the Golden Witch
White man came across the sea
He brought us pain and misery
He killed our tribes he killed our creed
He took our game for his own need

We fought him hard we fought him well
Out on the plains we gave him hell
But many came too much for Cree
Oh will we ever be set free?

Riding through dust clouds and barren wastes
Galloping hard on the plains
Chasing the redskins back to their holes
Fighting them at their own game
Murder for freedom the stab in the back
Women and children and cowards attack

Run to the hills, run for your lives
Run to the hills, run for your lives
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