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The moon passed between the sun
Three riders rode like they've always done
A vision descended down from the sky
They came to see the Wood Cutter speak
In the Nevada town of Smith Valley
His words shattered upon the canyon walls
Come meet your sons
Out on the rim of the world
Torn from my home out on the plains
When blood rained down from foreign blades
Son, let me grasp your hand
Children cried out on the range
When fever hit, smallpox came
We wept when the agents pushed us all to Hell
We were born much the same
But somewhere along the way
You were shown a world
That couldn't live without you
I threw some grass into the air
To see which way to face my mare
Out somewhere, I heard the mission bells toll
I must admit I see no shame
In a violent road that violence paved
Grandpa, I pray that you can understand
I can still see them all
Dancing under the stars
We are dancing
Out on the rim of the world
Medicine man began to dance
Scattered dust up in the air
Behold a madness that shook the earth
Clouds of gun smoke filled the air
My brethren scattered everywhere
To rest their heads, out beyond the ravine
I can still see them all
Dancing under the stars
We are dancing
Out on the rim of the world