Lyrics Pocahontas (Live).lrc Gillian Welch
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[ar: Gillian Welch]
[al: Music From the Revelator Collection]
[ti: Pocahontas (Live)]
[length: 04:43]
[00:16.44]Aurora borealis, the icy sky at night
[00:25.08]Paddles cut the water in a long and hurried flight
[00:33.16]From the white man to the fields of green
[00:41.80]To the homeland we’d never seen
[00:50.62]Killed us in our tepee, then they cut our women down
[00:59.38]Might have left some babies cryin’ on the ground
[01:07.93]But the firesticks and the wagons come
[01:16.58]And the night falls on the setting sun
[01:23.65]
[01:59.56]They massacred the buffalo kitty corner from the bank
[02:08.13]The taxis run across my feet and my eyes have turned to blanks
[02:16.88]In my little box at the top of the stairs
[02:25.17]My Indian rug and a pipe to share
[02:31.66]
[03:08.05]Wish a was a trapper, I would give a thousand pelts
[03:16.56]To sleep with Pocahontas and find out how she felt
[03:25.06]In the morning on the fields of green
[03:33.65]In the homeland we’ve never seen
[03:42.77]And maybe Marlon Brando will be there by the fire
[03:51.92]We’ll sit and talk of Hollywood and the good things there for hire
[04:00.20]And the Astrodome and the first tepee
[04:08.44]Marlon Brando, Pocahontas, and me
[04:17.16]Marlon Brando, Pocahontas, and me
[04:25.95]Pocahontas
[04:31.38]Year of Release: 2002