When My Young Men Began The Killing,

We Had A Great Many Horses, Of Which We Gave Lewis And Clark What They Needed, And They Gave Us Guns And Tobacco In Return.

I Did Not Want My People Killed. I Did Not Want Bloodshed.

I Would Have Given My Own Life If I Could Have Undone The Killing Of White Men By My People.

I Pressed My Father's Hand And Told Him I Would Protect His Grave With My Life. My Father Smiled And Passed Away To The Spirit Land.

I Have Heard Talk And Talk, But Nothing Is Done.