God Made Me An Indian.

Each Man Is Good In The Sight Of The Great Spirit. It Is Not Necessary For Eagles To Be Crows. Now We Are Poor But We Are Free. No White Man Controls Our Footsteps. If We Must Die, We Die Defending Our Rights.

Strangely Enough, They Have A Mind To Till The Soil, And The Love Of Possessions Is A Disease In Them.

First Kill Me Before You Take Possession Of My Fatherland.

As Individual Fingers We Can Easily Be Broken, But All Together We Make A Mighty Fist.

God Made Me An Indian.