This song is sung a capella (by John McCutcheon?)on John McCutcheon and Friends' "How Can I Keep From Singing" JA003 on June Appal Recordings 1982, Box 743 Whitesburg, KY 41858. I don't know to whom to attribute the lyrics.

Steals Of The White Man

Alas, said an Indian,
I oncet had a home,
In a fair forest glade,
Where the wild deer did roam,
Where the sacalait feast,
On a festival day,
But the steals of a White Man,
Have took them away.

I oncet had a mother,
The pride of my youth,
And a father who taught me,
The practice of truth.
Now their spirits have left them,
So cold as the clay,
And the steals of the White Man,
Have took them away.

I oncet had a brother,
The pride of the vale,
And a sister whose cheeks,
They were ruddy and pale,
And I'd often join them,
In innocent play,
But the steals of a White Man,
Have took them away.

And now I'm alone,
The last of my race,
And I know in this world,
That I have no place,
My friends and relation,
Have all passed away,
For the steals of a White Man,
Have took them away.

And now I must follow,
The Great Spirit calls,
To the land of the Blessed,
Where the brave never falls,
To that blissful green shore,
And the cool forest glade,
Where the steals of a White Man,
Shall never invade.