Cut My Hair
When they cut my hair
It's 'cause they be tryin' to cut down my roots
When they cut my hair
Their intension was the roots
Don't even let me speak my Anishinabek words
They're trying to take that too
When they shipped me away
Sent me like a butchered up calf
When they shipped me away
Was just like a butchered up cow
And they be eatin' me alive
From the inside-out
I'm gonna hit that road and flag me down a ride
I'm gonna hit that road and flag me down a ride
And if no one picks me up
I'm gonna take these walkin' blues and fly
You know when they cut my hair
Held me down, trying to play me like a fool
When they cut my hair
Said they were trying to cut down my roots
Well you can cut down a tree
But there's still Mishkiki, there's still Mishikiki
There's still medicine at the roots
Writer/s: Raven Kanatakta Polson-Lahache, ShoShona Kish
