My father married a pure Cherokee
My mothers people were ashamed of me
The indians said I was white by law
The White Man always called me "Indian Squaw"
Half-breed, thats all I ever heard
Half-breed, how I learned to hate the word
Half-breed, shes no good they warned
Both sides were against me since the day I was born
We never settled, went from town to town
When youre not welcome you dont hang around
The other children always laughed at me "Give her a feather, shes a Cherokee"
We werent accepted and I felt ashamed
Nineteen I left them, tell me whos to blame
My life since then has been from man to man
But I cant run away from what I am
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