Blue Rodeo – Smoking Gun (Guitar)

[Intro]
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 Out on the great plains long sacred ridge

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 Two men lay dying in the sun

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One man would pay for this crime he never did

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Hoping that some day the truth would come

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When they pushed the proud Dakota

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Off their treaty land

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Waged a war that never could be won

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Til they planted that smoking gun

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Oh the misery of these people hung on Leonard Pelletier's hand

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 We live like shadows he said

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Once we were the keepers of this glorious land

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Now we're either silenced or dead

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They see an indian coming

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Holding their flag upside down

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Nobody cares that justice is done

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That's why they planted that smoking gun

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 And when you're lying in your bed at night

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Watching the moon rise overhead

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Think of the ways that our people disappear

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Leaving nothing but the voices of the dead

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Seven sacred arrows four medicine men

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 Scattered underneath the sky

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Watching their people on the courthouse steps

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 Hear their people cry

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And they watched the lightning flash

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Heard the thunder rolling on

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Moon was blue and crimson was the sun

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The day they planted that smoking gun

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Oh Abel and Cain raised many a daughter and son

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 Some went to right, some went to wrong

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Late in the darkness when they look into their hearts

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 Each sees the mark of the other one

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You can hide behind high office

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Life of the side you're on

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Someday you will pay for what you've done

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When they planted that smoking gun

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Oh, when they planted that smoking gun (when they planted that smoking gun)

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Oh, when they planted that smoking gun (when they planted that smoking gun)

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Oh, when they planted that smoking gun (when they planted that smoking gun)