John Mellencamp - Hotdogs And Hamburgers Lyrics
Written by: John MellencampDrivin' down on a dry summer's dayOld Route 66 and I was just a kidMet a pretty little Indian girlAlong the wayGot her into my carAnd tried to give her a kissI'll give you beads and wampumWhatever it takes girl, to make you tradeShe jumped into the back seatAnd she kind of flipped her lidShe said you're tryin' to get something for nothingLike the pilgrims in the olden daysWe rode for a while till the sun went awayAnd I realized it was sort of an honorBein' around this girlI felt embarrassedOf what I tried to do earlier that dayShe was the saddest girl I ever knewShe told me stories about the Indian nationsAnd how the white man stole their lives awayAnd although she kinda liked meShe could never trust meAnd when the sun comes upWe'd go our different waysChorusNow everybody has got the choiceBetween hotdogs and hamburgersEvery one of us has got to chooseBetween right and wrongAnd givin' up or holdin' onSo I dropped her off at some railroad crossing in TexasAn old Indian man was waiting thereHe smiled and thanked meBut he saw right through meI could tell he didn't like meFor my kind he did not careBecause to him I was the white manThe one who sold him something that he already ownedAnd it was like he'd been riding in the car right there with usAnd I felt ashamed of my actionsAnd the way the west was really wonSo I drove down the highwayTill I came to Los AngelesThe town of the angelsThe best this country can doI got down on my kneesAnd I asked for forgivenessI said, Lord, forgive us for
