Of the Lands of Ameri

[Verse 1]
Holisso chokka
Stories by the fire
Chikasha, Chahta
Names that never tire
Under that first moon
Breath on the prairie air
We marked the rivers
Said, “Our people, we are there”
[Chorus]
This is how the tribes of Ameri started
From the breath, from the ground, from the heartland guarded
We are the people of the lands of Ameri
Voices of the red earth, singing “Aho, im anoli” (oh yeah)
We are the people of the lands of Ameri
Carrying the old words so the future hears me
[Verse 2]
Grandmother whisper
“Okla ittim okla”
People made a people
Hand to hand, chaffa
From mounds to mountains
Footprints in the clay
We say “Chokma sahollo?”
Are you well today?
[Chorus]
This is how the tribes of Ameri started
From the breath, from the ground, from the heartland guarded
We are the people of the lands of Ameri
Voices of the red earth, singing “Aho, im anoli” (hey!)
We are the people of the lands of Ameri
Carrying the old words so the future hears me
[Bridge]
Chahta sia hoke
I am Choctaw still
Chikasha sia hoke
I am Chickasaw will
From the first sunrise
To the last starlight
Our names stay walking
Through the dark to bright (woah)
[Chorus]
This is how the tribes of Ameri started
From the breath, from the ground, from the heartland guarded
We are the people of the lands of Ameri
Voices of the red earth, singing “Aho, im anoli”
We are the people of the lands of Ameri
We are the people of the lands of Ameri

Smooth West Coast R&B groove with deep, warm bass and tight hi-hat patterns; male and female vocals trading leads, lush female background stacks on the hook. Verses stay intimate and conversational over mellow keys and subtle guitar; chorus blooms with layered harmonies and wider drums. Late-bridge lift with call-and-response chants and a final, softer outro hook to let the message echo., r&b, deep