Listen for the Prairie Song,It'll call to you all night long.
Whistling over blades of grass,carried by wind, voices from the past.
Echoing over distance and space.
The Plains version of Amazing Grace.
Let it wash the bitterness from your lips,That rushed from you like a Judas kiss.
Honor the ones that brought you forth,Give your ears to their ancient chorus.
Find respect with each refrain,So their sacrafices were not made in vain.
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