Jon Brooks

Lyrics

Please do not cry. Do not cry for the Caribou
Do not cry for the days when we were called, ‘worse than Indians’
And please do not cry about Duck Lake
About Suzanna’s last night in Dene Village


Hush yourself! You’ll wake our Night Spirits
Our grief has passed, don’t wake our Night Spirits
They’re trying to be free from Dene Village


Please do not cry. Do not cry about Treaty Five, or about Camp-10
Of back when we were ‘worse than Indians’
And please do not cry at the sight of copper wire, about Jordan wine
About so many last nights in Dene Village


Hush yourself! You’ll wake our Night Spirits
Our grief has passed, don’t wake our Night Spirits
They’re trying to be free from Dene Village
They’re trying to be free from Dene Village