Just Another Day
Just another day on the ranch
Just another day on the ranch
Until the Indians, the Indians, they come
Until the Indians, the Indians, they come
Sitting Bull glanced over the hill with his head held high
When he raised his spear overhead we all wondered why
Hundreds poured over glistening fields screaming their war cry
And we knew standing here on their land, it was time to DIE
It was time to die
Just another day on the ranch
Just another day on the ranch
Just another day on the ranch
Until the Indians, the Indians, they come
Until the Indians, the Indians, they come
Sitting Bull glanced over the hill with his head held high
When he raised his spear overhead we all wondered why
Hundreds poured over glistening fields screaming their war cry
And we knew standing here on their land, it was time to DIE
It was time to die
Just another day on the ranch
Just another day on the ranch
Credits
Writer(s): Vlad The Inhaler
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