Lyrics

[Verse 1] I am a white girl but what was I before? An Onondaga opening the door Coulda been a pilgrim hungry for to pray Or a roaming buffalo soon to fade away [Verse 2] Was I a little boy hiding underground An angry soldier sent to shoot John Brown Might be red clay staining tired feet Of a broken army suffering defeat [Chorus] Let me grow from these clothes That cling so tightly to my soul How can I justify the narrow vantage of these eyes Such a good disguise, I cannot justify [Verse 3] A hooded demon did I wear bloody boots Did I fall like thunder torn from ancient roots A black wing vulture peckin' heartbroke bones Or was I an orphan born to die alone [Chorus] Let me grow from these clothes That cling so tightly to my soul How can I justify the narrow vantage of these eyes Such a good disguise, I cannot justify [Outro] I am a white girl but what was I before?