All along the prarie grass sinners pay their fines Toil through the burs and sticks to work away their lives A hundred Sisters line the walls/ Hands upon my eyes Their voices reach to heaven to plead for my life Never seen you so fearful/ Never seen you so bold A fever from the sadness/ A fever from the cold You can't stop my ghost dance/ You can't bleach my heart I will dance in prison/ I will dance in the dark