All along the prarie grass sinners pay their fines

Toil through the burs and sticks to work away their lives

A hundred Sisters line the walls/ Hands upon my eyes

Their voices reach to heaven to plead for my life

Never seen you so fearful/ Never seen you so bold

A fever from the sadness/ A fever from the cold

You can’t stop my ghost dance/ You can’t bleach my heart

I will dance in prison/ I will dance in the dark