Michael Martin Murphey Medicine Man
My soul is my pony,
I rode here today,
Through badlands and black hills,
I came a long way.
Hear me now old man,
I ask you to say,
A prayer for two people,
In your Sundance Way.
Chorus:
Medicine Man, I ask you to sing for us.
A dance, a chant to put us in a trance.
Medicine Man, lift up your voice tonight.
And pass the pipe of Everlasting Light.
Seashells and old spells, and ribbons
and smoke,
The claw of the eagle, your handwoven cloak,
Make old what is new now, and make new what is old,
And unleash the power of your thunderbolt.
Repeat Chorus
