NDN Kars Songtext
von David Huckfelt

I′ve been driving in my Indian car
Pound of the wheels running in my brain
My dash is dusty, plates are expired
Please, Mr. Officer, let me explain

I gotta make it to a powwow tonight
I'll be singing Forty-Nine
Down by the riverside
Looking for a sugar
Riding in my Indian car

I got the T-bird in the glove box
And I ain′t got no spare
Feather from an eagle
I ain't got no care
My road is open in my bottle of desire
Daylight is breaking
The sun touches fire


I gotta make another powwow tonight
I'll be singing Forty-Nine
Down by the riverside
Looking for a sugar
Riding in my Indian car

My car is dented, the radiator steams
One headlight don′t work
But that radio can scream
I got a sticker that says "Indian Power"
Stuck it on my bumper
That′s what holds my car together

We're on a circuit of an Indian dream
We don′t get old
We just get younger when we're flying down the highway
Riding in our Indian cars
We′re on a circuit of an Indian dream
We don't get old
We just get younger when we′re flying down the highway
Riding in our Indian cars