The Mountains Of Manhattan Songtext / Lyric

The mountains of manhattan

drums along the hudson

sounds of brother wolf howl through the night

down the hard top river two white stripes,

a snake with no teeth

no candle will ever drift by wind or battle down

this stream

mountains of manhattan

night medicine shaped like a snake with no teeth






tattoo spirited warriors andd turtle women walk alone

flashing fire light in thje opening of every cave

there are no songs, no stories, there are no horses,

there are no coups

everthing is taken with no honor and belongs to no one

grandfather, what do you see

what do you see here at the base of the mountains of manhattan

grandfather the story from so so long ago

we've heard it before in the long house

do you still have the fish hooks and the beads