Banner Year

A banner year 1864
Don’t want the red man anymore
Can’t have them taking up good land
Give them a token flag
Trade pipes and shake some hands
Tell them the white stripes stand for peace
Say if they raise red white and blue
Blue coats will never shoot at you
But stripes will loose their sheen
Black Kettle was their chief
He only wanted peace
Under the flag, a massacre at Sand Creek
Wave your flag. Salivate
Stirring feelings of pride and hate
A peace of cloth can’t hold your faith
No flag flies, no banner waves
See the empty pole above his empty grave
No one knows where he lies
And no one knows why he had to die
A banner year 1868
A bitter end a twist of fate
Maps won’t hold this melanoma
Blurry part of Oklahoma
Where Custer shot and killed Black Kettle
Wave your flag. Salivate
Stirring feelings of pride and hate
A peace of cloth can’t hold your faith
No flag flies, no banner waves
See the empty pole above his empty grave
No one knows where he lies
And no one knows why he had to die
A promise is a promise
A judge of character
His banner over me is love
No flag flies, no banner waves
See the empty pole above his empty grave
No one knows where he lies
And no one knows why he had to die
No flag flies, no banner waves
See the empty pole above his empty grave
No one knows where he lies
And no one knows why he had to die