Song Lyrics by: Michael Sean Perry

It’s a disguised tale

There’s is a park in downtown that bears your name

It’s a conqueror’s right

A misplaced name on a sketch drawn face

Crucible for the Yakima Tribes

Too well known not to have put up a fight

We try to know this land

In material progress we take our pride

Leschi, we fought a war and blamed it on you

It’s a conqueror’s right to rewrite the line

Though this thought hardly crosses anyone’s mind

Tahoma’s the same although a different name remains

Native tribes forgive us one time we’ll do it again now

Now I hold myself and I hold you in such high esteem

That I don’t believe the way it reads

The past it means that much to me

Leschi, we fought a war and blamed it on you

It’s a conqueror’s right to rewrite the line

Though this thought hardly crosses anyone’s mind