Chosen By My People


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Dana Lyons: Guitar and Vocal
Robin Wallbridge: Vocal


By Dana Lyons

I am 25 years old and I’ve walked a thousand miles
Through the tundra where we hunt the caribou
I have seen the antlers fall, I have smelled the steaming blood
Through the Arctic snow we carry home the food
First my Grandmother is fed, then the elder with no child
Then Jamey who’s disabled and the best
Meat goes to feed the old, and to feed the very young
And to take care of their mothers and what’s left
I take home to my cache, I tan the hide and prep
And give thanks to the Creator

And I speak my heart, how we love our land
And I pray that I can make them understand
Our way of life, for ten thousand years
How my ancestors have always hunted here

I am 25 years old, and I feel so very young
To be chosen by my people to be chief
But I’ll take the time and go, and I’ll listen very well
To those older and much wiser and they’ll tell me
The stories of this land, and the history of our race
And I feel my anger rising, then his hand,
Holds tightly to my arm, my Grandfather and me
And reminds me to think clearly

I am 25 years old, and I’ve flown a million miles
To tell the world my people here will die
If the oil drilling comes, if the caribou are gone,
With no place to birth their babies and my son
Is only 4 years old, it’s hard to go away
Cause I love to watch him growing every day
I see the future in his eyes and I can feel the elders pride
That we are fighting to preserve the Gwich’in way
I am 25 years old and sometimes I am afraid
But I know we stand together

Copyright by Dana Lyons
Lyons Brothers Music, BMI