Dine Bikeya
North of Winslow
Grandsons, granddaughters
Of the Navajo
They've known such heartache
More than they can tell
They've got whiskey and uranium
Poisoning old wells
And blood still oozes
From wounds of war
Here their roots run deep
In this red dirt oar
This red dirt oar
Desert flowers
In the red sands bloom
Desert flowers
In the red sands bloom
In defiance of scorching suns
And prophets of doom
Desert flowers
Still bloom
Charlotte's Facilia
Death Valley sage
They will survive the frigid nights
The wicked heat of day
With Golden Eagles
And White-winged Doves
They rise towards heaven
Forever loved
Forever loved
Desert flowers
In the red sands bloom
Desert flowers
In the red sands bloom
In defiance of scorching suns
And prophets of doom
Desert flowers
Still bloom
We came to pour cool water
Over their garden bed
We came to save them
They saved us instead
Ayoo Ada Ahoni
(They are loved)
Ayoo Ada Ahoni
(They are loved)
Beautiful faces
Innocent yet wise
We saw hope and God's glory
In the children's eyes
In those children's eyes
Desert flowers
In the red sands bloom
Desert flowers
In the red sands bloom
In defiance of scorching suns
And prophets of doom
Desert flowers
Still bloom...