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I was freezing on the banks of Platte River

 And I was thinking of General Custer and his last stand

 And I bowed my head, what has HE done, he had my freedom on the run

 I was thinking how they shot Mr. Lincoln

 And I remembered all the mountains that he made

 And I bowed my head what have THEY done They've got my freedom on the run

The river is wide and it's wicked

But it ends where there's peace for one and all.

 I was thinking of the measure of my weakness

 Like so many I condemn and do not know

 And I bowed my head what have WE done We've got our freedom on the run

 The river is wide and it's wicked

 But it ends where there's peace for one and all. (ooohh Fade ...)