Little Crow By Lisa Dudley It’s the beat, beat, beating of the drums you hear With every beat of your heart Your people walked the trail of tears And in your blood they survive After all these years You’re Chicahominey and Cherokee And Shawnee and Pawnee Chicasaw and Chipawa Apache, Shoshone Seminole, Arapaho, Navaho and Sioux Oh Little Crow, remember who you are As you honor your -- heavenly father Honor your earth mother too By walking softly on the land You hold our very future In your hands chorus Bridge: Every hawk and deer you see Is alive like the rocks and trees And they’re singing a sacred song Oh Little Crow won’t you sing along? chorus Little Crow ©2008 Lisa Dudley Steinbrenner Music; ASCAP