You own the trains, you own the track
Once you begin there’s no turning back
You carve these veins across the land
And everywhere extend your hand
 

You take the heart, you take hope
Your take lives and homes
You take the heart, you take hope
You take lives and homes
 

You strip the woods and fence the grass
As if you know that it will never last
You rip the hide from this great and noble beast
And leave our hills full of piles of bones and hunks of rotten meat
 

You take the heart, you take hope
You take lives and homes
 

And I know you think your heart is good
Yeah you’d remake us in your image if you could
Oh but what if we don’t wanna go?
Down this bad road, that you’ve chosen
 

Oh great white father the end is near
For you or the rest of us it is still not clear
You tell us lies and keep robbing from this earth
But you have not got a clue to what it’s worth
 

You take the heart, you take hope
You take lives and homes
You take the heart, you take hope
You take lives and homes….