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Joseph Cross

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There's word from the café That the old mans ailin' His eyes are pailin' And the weather took his hands They say the ring on his finger Was shaped from a bone From some white man in Missouri That spilled whiskey on his wife (chorus) He has traveled in a sacred circle And he has traveled on a white man's train He's killed for hunger his buffalo brother He's killed for anger and a white man's name His name was Joseph Cross And he was raised by the mission Just one of a hundred Indian boys That wouldn't tie his shoes He cried the night his grandpa died And told him in a vision "Stay close to the ways of the rattlesnake Stay close to the ways of the grizzly." (repeat chorus)


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