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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 ...)