We Damaged All The Big Guns We

Finest Fur May Cover Toughest Meat.

Our People Could Not Talk With These White-faced Men, But They Used Signs Which All People Understand.

Good Words Will Not Give My People Good Health And Stop Them From Dying. Good Words Will Not Get My People A Home Where They Can Live In Peace And Take Care Of Themselves. I Am Tired Of Talk That Comes To Nothing. It Makes My Heart Sick When I Remember All The Good Words And Broken Promises.

I Did Not Want My People Killed. I Did Not Want Bloodshed.

Hear Me, My Chiefs! I Am Tired. My Heart Is Sick And Sad. From Where The Sun Now Stands, I Will Fight No More Forever.