[00:01.850]Bryan Adams –Native Son
[00:23.630]I've seen many moons through these wrinkled eyes
[00:27.520]The years have made me old but they've made me wise
[00:33.20]Now the white man lives where our rivers run
[00:40.600]For now better days have passed
[00:44.910]We walk the streets of broken glass
[00:49.750]Our people vanished as snow before the summer sun
[00:57.690]Like dogs we were driven from this place
[01:02.20]Such injustice,time will not erase
[01:06.350]All these changes cannot be undone
[01:15.100]When you feel the anger inside of you
[01:19.590]Hold your head high -let your aim be true
[01:26.270]Though your heart beats like a drum
[01:31.30]My native son
[01:49.850]Once there was a time my little one
[01:54.340]Before the wagons -before the soldiers'guns
[01:59.390]When this land was ours as far as the eagle flies
[02:07.330]No white flag -no broken truce
[02:11.650]With few words one can speak the truth -I don't hear it
[02:17.250]Time won't heal it now
[02:24.610]With each new day that comes to pass
[02:29.70]Will the great spirit free us all at last?
[02:33.450]He said we were the chosen ones
[02:42.80]For all we had there's nothin'left
[02:44.930]We won ’t forgive -we can't forget
[02:49.320]You know that your day will come
[02:58.50]My native son
[03:06.770]My native son
[03:34.210]With each new day that comes to pass
[03:38.490]Will the great spirit free us all at last?
[03:42.850]What has happened can never be undone
[03:51.610]When I was young -not yet a man
[03:55.950]The sun rose and set upon our land
[04:02.860]We were the chosen ones
[04:07.490]My native son
[04:19.580]My native son
[04:42.470]My native son
[04:45.920]Though your heart beats like a drum
[04:59.840]My native son
[05:08.280]We were the chosen ones