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The old people of the earth tell stories an old woman of the old ways she said? ?I recall my joy in better days? the young warriors of the open rainbow said, ?tell me, is it true? tell me?do some live out of bags and rags Songtextein the cities too? is it true?? at the edge where I live home sweet home America the earth ones they said, ?our religion is in these lands and skies sweet Mother our land's gone to modern worlds modern lies? ?the earthways and the new ecology you know, we were the first believe me we will be the last to keep the light for the earth? at the edge where I live home sweet home America Native American Nation caught in the devastation an endless situation what can I do? the ghost of prejudice cuts through the moonglow poet on a crying page? Broken Rainbow Broken Rainbow home sweet home America Aus Songtexte Mania