Tom Fogerty - Legend Of Alcatraz lyrics

T. Fogerty In the days of 1890 lived an Indian boy, I'm told He sat upon the rock to prophecy And he spoke of golden bridges and a black cloud up above And the birds in the water in a circle from the sky. And he went down to the valley, and he went down through the trees And he went down to the people, telling everyone he'd meet But no would would believe him, no one would believe him. In the year of 1970 lived an Indian boy, I'm told He sat upon the rock to criticize And he saw the golden bridge and the black cloud up above And the birds in the water in a circle from the sky. And he went down to the valley, and he went down through the trees And he went down to the people, telling everyone he'd meet But no would would believe him, no one would believe him No one would believe him, no one would believe him Why don't you tell me who is the winner Tell me who is the winner Tell me ...