The Band: Sacrifice

You know we have a million stories to tellI'm just one of a million or more stories that could be toldChorus:Sacrifice your freedomSacrifice your prayerTake away your languageCut off all your hairSacrifice the loved onesWho always stood by meStranded in the wastelandSet my spirit freeMy name is leonard peltierI am a lakota and anishnabeAnd i am living in the united states penitentiaryWhich is the swiftest growingIndian reservations in the countryI have been in prison since 1976For an incident that took place on the oglala-lakota nationThere was a shoot-out between members of the american indian movementAnd the fbi and the local sheriffs state troopersTwo agents were killed and one indian was murderedThree of us were charged with the deaths of the fbi agentsMy co-defendants were found not-guilty by reasons of self-defenseMy case was separated and i was found guilty before a jury of non-indianPeopleThe prosecutor stated that they did not know who killed their agentsNor did he know what participation leonard peltier may have played in itBut someone has to pay for the crimeThere's a lot of nights that i lay in my cellAnd i can't understand why this hell this hell and this terrorThat i have been going through for twenty-one years hasn't endedChorusBut yet i know in my heart that someone has to pay sacrificeTo make things better for our peopleThe sacrifice i have made when i really sit down to think about itIs nothing compared to what our people a couple hundred years agoOr fifty years ago or twenty-five years ago have madeSome gave their livesSome had to stand there and watch their children die in their armsSo the sacrifice i have made is nothing compared to thoseI've gone too far now to start backing downI don't give upNot 'til my people are free will i give upAnd if i have to sacrifice some moreThen i sacrifice some more