Creek Tribe

verse1

In the rivers and the forests, where the waters flow,
The Muscogee Creek people, with their culture we know.
Living off the land, with tools in their hand,
From fish traps to wooden bows, they understand.

chorus

Creek Tribe, oh so proud, tell me your story loud,
From woven baskets to clay pots, standing strong and unbowed.
Cloaks of deer hide, and skirts made of grass,
The colors of our heritage, through the years they will last.

verse2

With digging sticks and plummets, they crafted with care,
Hunting with their arrows, taking time to prepare.
They’d gather nuts and berries, making meals from the ground,
In their sturdy log homes, community found.

bridge

Oh, listen close my friends, to the ways of the Creek,
Their spirit still shines bright, their culture unique.
Through the yarns they share, across time and space,
The legacy of the Muscogee, we must embrace.

chorus

Creek Tribe, oh so proud, tell me your story loud,
From woven baskets to clay pots, standing strong and unbowed.
Cloaks of deer hide, and skirts made of grass,
The colors of our heritage, through the years they will last.

outro

So let’s remember their ways, in our Georgia land,
The Creek Tribe's journey, with a steady hand.
With honor and respect, we tell their tale,
The Muscogee Creek, their legacy will prevail.