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Our Religion Seems Foolish To You, But So Does Yours To Me. The Baptists And Methodists And Presbyterians And The Catholics All Have A Different God. Why Cannot We Have One Of Our Own?

I Know Great Spirit Is Looking Down Upon Me From Above, And Will Hear What I Say.

I Do Not Wish To Be Shut Up In A Corral. All Agency Indians I Have Seen Are Worthless. They Are Neither Red Warriors Nor White Farmers. They Are Neither Wolf Nor Dog.

He Put In Your Heart Certain Wishes And Plans; In My Heart He Put Other Different Desires.

You Think I Am A Fool, But You Are A Greater Fool Than I Am.