Apache mama gave her up when she was three weeks old She didn't have a dime or any other place to go So some white folks came and took her away to a house up on the hill Now a little girl won't remember what the Reservation will CHORUS: Now she's livin' in a white man's world As a white man's little girl But when she looks in the mirror she don't know how to feel 'Cause she's pretty as a blood red rose And I wonder if she'll ever know What a little girl won't remember is what a Reservation will They taught her all about freedom and the good old USA They put her up in curlers and told her all the right things to say And what she really don't know can't hurt her like the past ain't really real 'Cause a little girl won't remember what a Reservation will CHORUS They can't hide forever and I wonder if they know They can't change the color of her soul Even though CHORUS