Testo di Cactus Flower Rag

Beautiful child Poorest in the nation Living your life On the reservation Open your eyes Open your eyes Beautiful child You’ll die out on the highway Navajo child Try and see it my way Open your eyes Open your eyes Well, they’ll never let you get ahead They’re only looking for a few good men And if you understood what’s ahead You wouldn’t want to grow up You’re better off with the N.A.C. You’re better off with the N.A.C.