[ Featuring Free Spirit ]
Some say that I am English and some they call me French
Some even call me squaw but I pretend I don't hear them
Some say you don't look Indian, what are you doing here, prejudice works both ways I fear
Half of a half breed, somewhere in between
I am a metis, never what I seem
No treaty rights, no place like whites
Metis don't fit in society's schem
Half breed don't fit in this country's dream
Oh oh no, no place to go, oh oh no, they just say no!
Why does it make a difference, why can't we all be one
Why can't we just be people, underneath the sun
Why can't we just be human, when all is said and done, half breed blood is red like any one
