Testo: Cher. Gold - Disc 1. Half-breed.

My father married a pure Cherokee
My mother's people were ashamed of me
The Indians said I was white by law
The white man always called me
"Indian Squaw"

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Half-breed, that's all I ever heard
Half-breed, how I learned to hate the word
Half-breed, she's no good they warned
Both sides were against me
Since the day I was born

We never settled, went from town to town
When you're not welcome you don't hang around
The other children always laughed at me
"Give her a feather, she's a Cherokee"

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We weren't accepted and I felt ashamed
Nineteen I left them, tell me who's to blame
My life since then has been from man to man
But I can't run away from what I am

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