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# #----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# # Date: Wed, 17 Jan 1996 15:27:39 -0600 (CST) From: Casey Connor <casey@cec.wustl.edu> Subject: CRD: Bury My Heart at Wounded Knee as done by Indigo Girls Bury My Heart At Wounded Knee W&M by Buffy St. Marie, as covered by the Indigo Girls. Another four-chord song transcribed by guitar GOD casey@cec.wustl.edu, with help with the words from indigo-girls listmembers. ------------------- "Emily": (sing freely)
DIndian Legislation's on the Adesk of a do-right congressman DBut he don't know much about the Gissues so he
Apicks up the phone and asks the advice of the Dsenator out in BmIndian Country, a
Gdarling of the Aenergy companies They're Bmripping off what's lGeft of the rAeservation
"Amy": (with more rhythm)
I learned thiAs safety rule I don't know wBmho to thank don't stand Abetween the reserF#mvation and the cBmorporate bank
They're sendin Afederal tanks, it isn't F#mnice, but it's realiBmty Chorus:
(no chord) D C G Bury My Heart at Wounded Knee
I said deep in the earth D C G Won't you cover me with yourD pretty lies C G
Bury My Heart at WoundedD Knee C G
They got these Aenergy companies they're tryin to Bmsteal our land (or: who want to take our land)
They got Achurches by the dozF#men tryin to Bmguide our hand A (F#m') Bm and turn our mother earth over to pollution war and greed
Get rich, get rich quick CHORUS (With echoing BMHAWK's') "Jerry Marotta": We've got the federal books, we've got the covert spies (or: federal marshals) They got the liars by fire they got the FBI They go to court and get nailed and still Leonard Peltier goes off to jail The bullets didn't match the gun CHORUS (With echoing BMHAWK's - "Bury my heart at Wounded Knee; It was an eigth of the reservation; It was transferred in secret; You got your murdering heart and intimidation; Bury My Heart At Wounded Knee") (or: you got your murder and intimidation, etc...) We're talking about a revolution My girlfriend Anna May, she talked about Uranium Her head was full of bullets and her body dumped The FBI cut off her hands and told us she died of exposure CHORUS Bury me Bury me We had the gold rush wars, why didn't we learn to crawl' And now our history gets written in a liar's scrawl. They tell me [No Chord] Honey you can still be an Indian, I mean, you know, wear those little moccasins and play those bingo games down at the Y on a Saturday night. ("Bullshit", except I think Amy says "Right" on CompG's) And they should... CHORUS ("...You're going to cover me with your pretty lies...") CHORUS ("...It's an eigth...etc...heart and intimidation...") 'Bury my heart' repeated at end. First voice stays on low D, second does "Bur" and "heart" on F and "y my" on E, third does "Bur" and "heart" on A and "y my" on G, and a last voice can do the high D for "Bur" and "heart" and C for "y my" so it's:
DmBur C/Dy My DmHeart repeated over and over again. This is pretty much a guess and may be an approxiamtion of the actual sining or may embellish it. Whatever. You might try tuning the low E to D and playing the normal D and then C chords over it with the open bass string allowed to ring.
Notes: For the verse, I think the F#m's are sometimes there and sometimes not. And listen to the recording for the syncopated strumming pattern. It's kooky. _ |_ A s E y