I Want To Tell You

Each Man Is Good In His Sight. It Is Not Necessary For Eagles To Be Crows.

If We Must Die, We Die Defending Our Rights.

I Know Great Spirit Is Looking Down Upon Me From Above, And Will Hear What I Say.

What White Woman, However Lonely, Was Ever Captive Or Insulted By Me? Yet They Say I Am A Bad Indian.

I Will Remain What I Am Until I Die, A Hunter, And When There Are No Buffalo Or Other Game I Will Send My Children To Hunt And Live On Prairie, For Where An Indian Is Shut Up In One Place His Body Becomes Weak.