Ghostman ponyboy midnight ride where people
Of the Southwind lived and died
White man come bring the blood red rain
people of the Southwind rise again
Tribal dancers twilight blaze medicine man
Sees the future and he prays
Then he hears that duststorm guns and war,
And he know he gotta fight for what he had before
In my mind it’s getting clearer distant memories shades and form
The sound of horses growing nearer the smell of wind before the storm

I see Kansas in my mind oooo
Kansas in my mind, the people I left behind oooo
Phantoms on the Santa Fe sacred ground
Prairie land vanishing barb-wire bound
White man come bring the blood red rain
people of the Southwind rise again

You Buffalo man paint the fire in the sky-
It’s your fate, your destiny eye for an eye
Now the white man go take your blood red chains
People of the Southwind rise again

Noble nations came together trust and treaties, pipes of pence
But conquering soldiers heartless leather
Dreamed a bloodbath was their feast
You can chain me but the bones
of a brave man will never rest