With the Indians vanquished at Wounded Knee The Empire shone from sea to sea But we could not rest Let salt stop this quest For in far off lands there were more Indians to free We needed to liberate Cuban Indians from Spain Lucky for us — a travesty on the Maine! We promised them freedom But that’s not for heathens So their new masters we became Far away in the Philippines We dispatches a squadron of Marines The Indians of Manila Turned into Guerrillas And forced us to liberate them by any means South of the border, Indians got out of line Thinking owning their own land was just fine! So we...