Oh, oh get your coldened thunder, get your coldened ride
Get your crawling thunder
And rise by my side
Baby ain't cry

Oh, oh listen to the lightning streaking 'cross the sky
Oh, oh listen to the lightning
Don't ask why, why why
Baby don't cry

Singing to the sunlight, dancing to the rain
Crying to the moonlight
Come again, come again
Sweet day land

Heyoka, honey heyoka, heyoka lakota

Oh my heart
Arise, arise my heart

Oh, oh, oh jerusalem
Oh, oh, oh jerusalem
Cried the heart of the lamb

Oh, oh my heart
Arise, arise my heart

Oh, oh, oh America
God has shared his glide on thee
And we waste it like we do the waters
And we waste him like we do the water

Oh, oh my heart
Arise, arise my heart

Well, the teepees are dark, and the circle has been broken
The valleys are dry, and the mountains are smoking
From high in the mesas
The word will be spoken

And oh the sound of thunder
Oh! What glorious sound

Well, the light will break, and the rivers will run down
The sky will open, and the lord will abound
For all who are lost it's the time to be found
Turn around children, turn around, turn around
And face the sound of thunder

Oh! What glorious sound
Children, turn around

When will the earth be young again
No more abel and no more cain
Only the bravest will remain
To face the sound of thunder

Oh! What glorious sound
Children turn around

Oh, oh, oh parvardigar
Oh my lord how high you are
Please be my Sun dance and my evening star
You are the sound of thunder

Oh! What glorious sound

Oh, oh my heart
Wakin, wakin, wakin
Wakin, wakin, wakan wakin wakin wakantanka

Oh my only love