Here are the words to the Larry Long song that was recorded on his "Run For Freedom" album (Flying Fish FF 346).

ANNA MAE
Larry Long

From the womb of Nova Scotia
In the land of sunrise
Used to work building cars
On the assembly line
When she heard a warrior speak
Of a better day to come
Quit her job traveled west
To the land of the setting sun.

Survival schools she organized
Gathered history
Cooking food chopping wood
For the elderly
When she left left behind
Tow children young
Asking forgiveness from the Creator
When the day was done.

Chorus:
Anna Mae, Anna Mae, Anna Mae, Anna Mae
We can hear your spirit call
Anna Mae, Anna Mae, Anna Mae, Anna Mae
When the rain begins to fall
We can hear your spirit call.

On the Trail of Broken Treaties
Anna Mae took a stand
Building bunkers at Wounded Knee
Defending Sacred Land
Slipping in, slipping out
Behind the lines
With supplies late at night
Where the Grandfathers shielded her
From the swatman's gunsight.

In the month of June in Oglala
The FBI did come
On the very same day the BIA
Sold the land of the setting sun
In a firefight they killed Joe Stuntz
This is what they said
Before the year is out
Anna Mae we will see you dead

Chorus

100 miles from the nearest town
A body was found
With a turquoise bracelet on her wrist
Frozen to the ground
Standing by the FBI
Could not justify
The body of this woman who
They hauled in one too many times

So they took the turquoise bracelet off her hand
Cut them off at the wrist
Sent her hands to Washington
They said for fingerprints
Doctor said she was drunk
Fell down, simply froze
So the FBI buried her
With the name of Jane Doe

Chorus

Homicide the people cried
For their Anna Mae
Forcing the FBI
To bring her from the grave
What they found was a bullet
Hole in the back of her head
While the FBI put one more notch
In their gun for one more dead

An Oglala wind blew last night
To the sound of the drum
Heard the voice of Anna Mae
Speaking in a Micmac tongue
There's no force made by men
That can stop the driving rain
Where people fight for their land
You will still find Anna Mae

Chorus

rich r