Standard (EADGBE)

 Well let the indians ride and the cowboys drink

 Let 'em drown themselves 'till they cannot see

 Let 'em shoot their guns towards the sky

 And when their god comes down they'll kneel and cry

 Well let the indians ride and the cowboys drink

 Let 'em drown themselves 'till they cannot see

 Let 'em shoot their guns towards the sky

 And when their god comes down they'll kneel and cry

 They'll say it wasn't me my Lord that shot the men

 It wasn't me my lord that burnt the land

 Look at me my lord, well here I stand

 The Good Book in hand

 It wasn't me it was a brown man

 Give the indians love and the cowboys death

 Steal all their clothes, their food, take away their breath

 Long lasting pain cannot supplement

 All the deaths, hate, rape, and impoverishment

 They'll say it wasn't me my Lord that shot them down

 And when they hit the dirt, I didn't hear a sound

 Please take me my Lord, I should be heaven bound

 [I'm white not brown?] x4

 I can't stand to hear the sound

Lord burn the church and burn the friar

Don't let the clouds move in, just let the flames grow higher

Lord [???] this earth and [make so much sense?]

But grant the righteous their recompense

It was all of us lord, we're to blame

Since [..... hands?] have been so unashamed

Leave our souls to burn down with the flames

Until we change, we haven't changed

Until we change, we'll never change

So like this we'll remain

Let the cowboys burn the houses

Let them burn them to the earth

Let those cowboys burn in ashes

 [Because they've hurt?] x3

It was all of us Lord, we're to blame

Since [..... hands?] have been so unashamed

Leave our souls to burn here in the flames

Until we change, we haven't changed

Until we change, we'll never change

And so like this we'll remain