Run to the Hills (Live in Mexico City, Palacio de los Deportes, Mexico, September 2019)

Get off your horse and treat your men, cowboy!

White man came across the sea
He brought us pain and misery
Killed our tribes, killed our creed
He took our game for his own need
Fought him hard, we fought him well
Out on the plains, you sing it (we gave him hell)
Many came, too much for Cree
Oh, will we ever be set free?

Riding through dust clouds and barren wastes
Galloping hard on the plains
Chasing the redskins back to their holes
Fighting them at their own game
Murder for freedom, the stab in the back
Women and children are cowards, attack

Run to the hills
Run for your lives
Run to the hills
Run for your lives

Soldier blue in the barren wastes
Hunting and killing's a game
Raping the women, wasting the men
The only good Indians are tame
Selling them whiskey, taking their gold
Enslaving the young, destroying the old

Run to the hills
Run for your lives
Run to the hills
Run for your lives

Come on!

Run to the hills
Run for your lives
Run to the hills
Run for your lives
Run to the hills
Run for your lives
Run to the hills
Run for your lives

We love you
We thank you
We're here because of you
Whenever you're here we will come back to Mexico, my friends
Forever, alright? Thank you
What a great night, we'll see you again tomorrow, all of you
Thanks, have a safe trip home
Love you, thank you