Indian Girl

Little Indian girl, where is your mama?

Little Indian girl, where is your papa?

He's fightin' in the war in the streets of Masaya

All the children were dead, except for one girl, who said

"Please, mister gringo, please find my father"

Lesson number one that I learned while I was young

Life just goes on and on, gettin' harder and harder

Little Indian girls from Nueva Granada

Mom says there's no food

There's nothing left in the larder

Last piece of meat was eaten by the soldiers that raped her

Lesson number one, that you learn when you're young

Life just goes on and on, gettin' harder and harder

Life just goes on and on, gettin' harder and harder

Little Indian girls from Nueva Granada

Little Indian girls from Nueva Granada

Yes, I saw them today, it's a sight I would say

They're shootin' down planes with their M-16s, and there's laughter

Mister gringo, my father, he ain't no Che Guevara

And he's fighting the war on the streets of Masaya

Little Indian girl, where is your father?

Indian girl, where is your mama?

They're fighting for Mr. Castro in the streets of Angola