Half Breed Shania Twain
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FMy father Cmarried a pure GCherokeeGMy mother's E7people were a ashamed of meFThe Indians Csaid that I was Gwhite by E7lawa The white man a7 always called me "FIndian squaw"a Half-breed, that's d all I ever hearda Half-breed, how I d learned to hate the worda Half-breed, d she's no good, they warnedFBoth sides were a against me since the d7 day I was a bornFWe never Csettled, went from Gtown to townGWhen you're not E7welcome you don't a hang aroundFThe other Cchildren always Glaughed at E7mea "Give her a a7 feather, she's a FCherokee"a Half-breed, that's d all I ever hearda Half-breed, how I d learned to hate the worda Half-breed, d she's no good, they warnedFBoth sides were a against me since the d7 day I was a bornFWe weren't Caccepted and I Gfelt ashamedGNineteen I E7left them, tell me a who's to blameFMy life since Cthen has been Gfrom man to E7mana But I can't run a7 away from Fwhat I ama Half-breed, that's d all I ever hearda Half-breed, how I d learned to hate the worda Half-breed, d she's no good, they warnedFBoth sides were a against me since the d7 day I was a bornOceń to opracowanie
