Day 77, Song 97

Link Wray

Ice People

Link Wray was an American guitarist, songwriter, and vocalist. He is considered one of the greatest rock and roll guitarists of all time.

This song appeared on Wray's self-titled album in 1971. The album was a departure for Wray. It featured a more simplified, Americana sound that was distinct from his earlier work, which had been characterized by heavy distortion. Several of the songs on the album, including this one, spoke to Wray's early life as a poor Shawnee child in the Deep South.

Lyrics

Ice people, they're made of ice They don't treat their fellow man very nice You wear your hair long, as Jesus did They'll crucify you You're not part of the establishment You stand up for your rights They'll call you a fool If you do not go to war you're not living by the golden rule Ice people, they're just made of ice They don't treat their fellow man very nice The red man lives and dies on the reservation And the black man just lives anywhere he can And the poor white man he doesn't live any better He can't say I'm red I'm black I'm red I'm yellow, I'm tanned We're all caught up together Like the buffalo on the plains We're just shooting sport for ice people, were just a game Ice people they're just made of ice, they don't treat their fellow man very nice Ice people they're just made of ice, no they don't treat their fellow man very nice Ice people they're just made of ice, they don't treat their fellow man very nice