Jim Boyd Falling Down And Falling Apart
I know a woman
Indian in her bones
Spends the pow wow dancing all alone
She can be lonely
Sometimes she can cry
Drop of sadness into the bread she fries
I know a woman Indian in her eyes
Full blood in her heart
full blood when she cries
She can be afraid and sometimes she can shake
But her medicine will never let her break
But she don’t want a warrior, she don’t want no brave
And she don’t want no renegade headed to an early grave
She don’t need no stolen horse she don’t need no stolen heart
She don’t need no Indian man falling down and falling apart
I know a woman
Indian in her hands
Wanting me to sing
Wantin me to dance
She’s out there waiting
no matter the weather
I’d walk through lightning
just to give her a feather
But she don’t want a warrior, she don’t want no brave
And she don’t want no renegade headed to an early grave
She don’t need no stolen horse she don’t need no stolen heart
She don’t need no Indian man falling down and falling apart
She don’t need no Indian man
falling down and falling apart
