Run to the Hills (Live in Mexico City, Palacio de los Deportes, Mexico, September 2019)

Get off your horse and treat your men, cowboy! White man came across the sea He brought us pain and misery Killed our tribes, killed our creed He took our game for his own need Fought him hard, we fought him well Out on the plains, you sing it (we gave him hell) Many came, too much for Cree Oh, will we ever be set free? Riding through dust clouds and barren wastes Galloping hard on the plains Chasing the redskins back to their holes Fighting them at their own game Murder for freedom, the stab in the back Women and children are cowards, attack Run to the hills Run for your lives Run to the hills Run for your lives Soldier blue in the barren wastes Hunting and killing's a game Raping the women, wasting the men The only good Indians are tame Selling them whiskey, taking their gold Enslaving the young, destroying the old Run to the hills Run for your lives Run to the hills Run for your lives Come on! Run to the hills Run for your lives Run to the hills Run for your lives Run to the hills Run for your lives Run to the hills Run for your lives We love you We thank you We're here because of you Whenever you're here we will come back to Mexico, my friends Forever, alright? Thank you What a great night, we'll see you again tomorrow, all of you Thanks, have a safe trip home Love you, thank you