Letra de Indian Girl - The Rolling Stones

Little Indian girl, where is your mama?

Little Indian girl, where is your papa?

He's fighting in the war in the streets of Masaya

All the children were dead except for one girl who said

"Please Mister Gringo, please find my father"

Lesson number one, better learn while it's young

Life just goes on and on getting harder and harder

Little Indian girls from Nueva, Granada

Ma says there's no food, there's nothing left in the larder

Last piece of meat was eaten by the soldiers that raped her

Lesson number one that you learn when you're young

Life just goes on and on getting harder and harder

Life just goes on and on getting harder and harder

Little Indian girl, from Nueva, Granada

Little Indian girls, from Nueva, Granada

Yes, I saw them today. It's a sight I would say

They're shooting down planes with their M-16s and their laughter

Mr. Gringo, my father he ain't no Che Guevara

And he's fighting the war on the streets of Masaya

Little Indian girl where is your father?

Indian girl where is your momma?

They're fighting for Mr. Castro in the streets of Angola

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