Hotdogs & Hamburgers
Drivin down a dry summers day
Old route 66 and I was just a kid
Met a pretty little indian girl
Along the way
Get her into my car
And tried to give her a kiss
Ill give you beads and wampum
Whatever it takes, girl
To make you trade.
She jumped into the back seat
And she kinda flipped her lid
She said, youre trying to get
Somethin for nothin
like the pilgrims in the olden days
We rode for a while
Till the sun went away
And I realized it was a sort of an honor
Beinaround this girl
I felt embarassed
Of what I tried to do earlier that day
She was the saddest girl, I ever knew
She told me stories about the indian nations
And how the white man stole their lives away
And although she kinda liked me
She could never tust me
And when the sun comes up
Wed go our different ways
Chorus:
Now everybody has got the choice
Between hotdogs and hamburgers
Every one of us has got to choose
Between right and wrong
And givin up or holdin on
So I dropped her off
At some railroad crossing in texas
An old indian man was waiting there
He smiled and thanked me
But he saw right through me
I could tell, he didnt like me
For my kind, he didnt care
Because to him, I was the white man
The one who sold him something
That he already owned
And it was like hed been ridin in the
Car right there with us
And I felt ashamed of my actions
And the way the west was really won
So I drove down the highway
Till I came to los angeles
To the town of the angels
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song performed by John Mellencamp
Added by Lucian Velea
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