A portion of the proceeds from Jay Red Eagle's music goes to the Native American Rights Fund and the American Indian College Fund.
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Jay Red Eagle is a Native American flautist and member of the Cherokee Nation. His debut CD was entitled Vision. He was born in Craig County, Oklahoma.
Red Eagle won two Music Awards in 2006: Best Native American Artist of the Year and Native American Flutist of the Year. In 2007 Red Eagle was voted Native American Flutist Of The Year a second time.
Latest News:
Jay Red Eagle added the video "Prayer For My People" to his MySpace profile October 13, 2008.Native American Times 3/6/2006
A Cherokee Nation man did not go home empty-handed after being nominated multiple times in a statewide music contest.
Jay Red Eagle won both Native American Artist of the Year and Flute Player of the Year. The Stillwater-based Payne County Line Promotions sponsored the contest. Officials say the awards are an annual event. Artists must receive a number of votes to even be nominated, with winners determined through online polling.
Red Eagle's music has been described as a “traditional, yet contemporary blend of flute, drums, percussion and vocals, pulling your senses into the world of the American Indian, their history of living in a balanced harmony with the earth, nature and the spiritual world.â€
Favorite Artists: Carlos Nakai, William Guiterrez, Redbone, Leon Russell, Bill Miller, Robert "Tree" Cody, Buffy Sainte-Marie, Northern Cree.
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A song written by Jay Red Eagle Copyright © 2008
My baby got mad, went back to her rez
Hay ya hay hay ya
Please don’t leave, on my knees I begged
Hay ya hay hay ya
I miss her eyes, I miss her legs
Hay ya hay hay ya
I even miss her powdered eggs
Hay ya hay hay ya
Ya hey yo, hey hey ya
Hey ya hey, hey ya
Ya hey ya, hey hey ya
O, hey yo, hey hey ya
Yes, now I’ve lost that girl of mine
Hay ya hay hay ya
The one I met at the forty-nine
Hay ya hay hay ya
Beneath the moon at Mohawk Park
Hay ya hay hay ya
Our first kiss was there in the dark
Hay ya hay hay ya
Ya hey yo, hey hey ya
Hey ya hey, hey ya
Ya hey ya, hey hey ya
O, hey yo, hey hey ya
I used to take her to Wal-Mart
Hay ya hay hay ya
I even pushed her shopping cart
Hay ya hay hay ya
But now she’s gone and broken my heart
Hay ya hay hay ya
I’d go after her but my car won’t start
Hay ya hay hay ya
Ya hey yo, hey hey ya
Hey ya hey, hey ya
Ya hey ya, hey hey ya
O, hey yo, hey hey ya
When she was still in love with me
Hay ya hay hay ya
I took her to the Dollar Tree
Hay ya hay hay ya
But while I was inside Save-A-Lot
Hay ya hay hay ya
She disappeared in the parking lot
Hay ya hay hay ya
Ya hey yo, hey hey ya
Hey ya hey, hey ya
Ya hey ya, hey hey ya
O, hey yo, hey hey ya
I miss her hair and her soft skin
Hay ya hay hay ya
Her big dark eyes and her big grin
Hay ya hay hay ya
Her voice behind mine at the nine
Hay ya hay hay ya
The pretty girl that I called mine
Hay ya hay hay ya
Ya hey yo, hey hey ya
Hey ya hey, hey ya
Ya hey ya, hey hey ya
O, hey yo, hey hey ya
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