Sacred Black Hills
Larry Long
Sacred Black Hills
Land of the pronghorn and buffalo.
Land of Lakota, the Great Spirit roams.
Land of beauty, peace, a
nd good will.
Land of the people these Sacred Black Hills.
Land of our mother giver of life.
Land of our fathers' heavenly flight.
Land of our children for them we build
this camp in the valley of the Sacred Black Hills.
Land of our elders' ancestral
home.
Land, which is sacred, can never be sold.
Land to defend with my life and I will
rise like the thunder to defend the Black Hills.
Land of cedar, aspen, and pine.
Land of the eagle flying on high.
Land of the pipe, medicine wheel.
There's a new day a rising in the Sacred Black Hills.
Words & Music by Larry Long
Copyright Larry Long Publishing 1982 renewed 2023 BMI