[Verse 1]
Aurora borealis, the icy sky at night
Paddles cut the water in a long and hurried flight
From the white man to the fields of green
And the homeland we've never seen

[Verse 2]
They killed us in our teepees and they cut our women down
They might have left some babies crying on the ground
But the fire sticks and the wagons come
And the night falls on the setting sun

[Verse 3]
They massacred the buffalo kitty corner from the bank
The taxis run across my feet and my eyes have turned to blanks
In my little box at the top of the stairs
With my Indian rug and a pipe to share

[Verse 4]
I wish a was a trapper, I would give thousand pelts
To sleep with Pocahontas and find out how she felt
In the morning on the fields of green
In the homeland we've never seen

[Verse 5]
And maybe Marlon Brando will be there by the fire
We'll sit and talk of Hollywood and the good things there for hire
And the Astrodome and the first teepee
Marlon Brando, Pocahontas and me
Marlon Brando, Pocahontas and me
Pocahontas