White Man White man came across the sea He brought us pain and misery He killed our tribes, he killed our creed He took our game for his own need We fought him hard, we fought him well Out on the plains, we gave him hell But when it came, too much for three Oh, will we ever be set free? Riding through dust cliffs and barren wastes Galloping hard on the plains Chasing the redskins back to their holes Fighting them at their own game Murder for freedom, the stab in the back Women and children are cowards attack Run to the hills Run for your lives Run to the hills Run for your lives Soldier blue in the barren wastes Hunting and killings again Raping the women and wasting the men The only good injured are tame Selling them whiskey and taking their gold Enslaving the young and destroying the old Run to the hills Run for your lives Run to the hills Run for your lives Run for your lives Run for your lives Yeah Oh Run to the hills Run for your lives Run to the hills Run for your lives Run to the hills Run for your lives Run to the hills Run for your lives