Apache mama gave her up when she was three weeks old
She didn't have a dime or any other place to go
So some white folks came and took her away to a house
up on the hill
Now a little girl won't remember what the Reservation
will

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Now she's livin' in a white man's world
As a white man's little girl
But when she looks in the mirror she don't know how to
feel
'Cause she's pretty as a blood red rose
And I wonder if she'll ever know
What a little girl won't remember is what a
Reservation will

They taught her all about freedom and the good old
USA
They put her up in curlers and told her all the right
things to say
And what she really don't know can't hurt her like the
past ain't really real
'Cause a little girl won't remember what a Reservation
will

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They can't hide forever and I wonder if they know
They can't change the color of her soul
Even though

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