know, you got to be strong Gotta hold on Now the story is about to close It was a hundred percent of us Save the children That came on the slave ships Eighty five
. Your Cherokee lover, Blue Duck was his name He loved you in the sand hills before your great fame I heard he stopped a bullet in Eighteen Eighty Five
four, sixty eight, sixty nine, seventy five Seventy nine, eighty three, eighty six, eighty nine, ninety three One hundred steps
: Middle of July Nineteen-eighty-two Standing on a corner With nothing much to do Talking with Cecilia In nineteen-eighty-five Glad to still be breathing