Winona by Nir Shemmer

I was born under a thousand moons
With hair as black as my name
My mother’s soul was lost on the plains
Her courage bloomed like a rose

The pinned me down, took my pride
I can’t recall what happened that night
How can they say it wasn’t real?
To express what’s buried deep

I’ve been accused
Of ragged words and hollow dreams
No more was I allowed
more than one change of heart
Nobody’s gone come and save me
How can I live through what I’ve seen ?
I’ve been accused
Of having won by my own hand

I woke up in a great courtyard
My people’s smiles on my back
Their language sounded loud and clear
Spoken by the old and the young

The time has come, to take a stand
And wear the clothes of a fighting man
In the colors of my tribe
Lakota warriors never die

I’ve been accused
Of ragged words and hollow dreams
No more was I allowed
more than one change of heart
Nobody’s gone come and save me
How can I live through what I’ve seen ?
I’ve been accused
Of having won by my own hand

I’m gonna get back Tennyson’s rifle
So I may have my revenge
Peg will lay here beside me
And together we’ll draw one breath
And together we’ll draw one breath


I’ve been accused
Of ragged words and hollow dreams
No more was I allowed
more than one change of heart
Nobody’s gone come and save me
How can I live through what I’ve seen ?
I’ve been accused
Of having won by my own hand

• Acoustic
• Americana
• folk pop
• pop
• singer-songwriter
• Ostend