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The Rolling Stones
"Indian Girl" lyrics

Indian Girl

Little Indian girl
Where is your mama?
Little Indian girl
Where is your papa?
He's fighting 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 you learn while you're young

Life just goes on and on
Getting harder and harder
Little Indian girls
From Nueva, Granada

Ma 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 while you're young
Life just goes on and on
Getting harder and harder
Life just goes on and on
Getting 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 shooting down planes
With their M-16's and with laughter

Mr. 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 momma?
They're fighting for mister Castro
In the streets of Angola