Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse] Turquoise and red rubies And Sand painting movies Gnarled hands that move effortlessly To weave the coat to cover me Strands wound up so nice and tight Streaks of grey on hair of night Conch belt of shiny silver Reflecting light in tiny slivers Who is this mysterious woman? Who’s silent movie is unknown and Yet she is really here, a living deity Cause dear, I guess someone had to be Children to take care of Sheep who needed shearing Men from war in raging anger Taking it out upon her Holding on just a little longer The smell of baking bread [Chorus] Listen to what I said For she is more than human A deity squaw it’s true and Immortals guide her ways All throughout her days [Verse] Broken down truck, lines of laundry Never had much, that I see clearly But her world was rich intently Her loving hands so gently Weaving strands of yarn Long nights by firelight mending clothes Socks for her bright babies toes Shirts, pants and blankets Nothing fancy just add some pockets And the smell of baking bread [Chorus] Listen to what I said For she is more than human A deity squaw it’s true and Immortals guide her ways All throughout her days [Pre-chorus] Does she sleep? Does she eat? Does she even dream? Of prairies filled with grain A place to lay her head And listen to the rain And the smell of baking bread [Chorus] Listen to what I said For she is more than human A deity squaw it’s true and Immortals guide her ways All throughout her days
Tags
Rock Native American style
Duration
3:52
Instrumental
No
Created
2/7/2026