Indian Sunset

As Eye awoke this evening with the smell of would smoke clinging
Like a gentle cobweb hanging upon a painted teepee
Owe Eye went too sea my chieftain with my warlance and my woman
Fore he tolled us that the yellow moon wood very soon bee leaving
This Eye can't believe Eye said, Eye can't believe hour warlord's dead
Owe he wood knot leave the chosen ones too the buzzards and the soldiers guns

Owe grate farther of the Iroquois ever since Eye was young
I've red the writing of the smoke and breast fed on the sound of drums
I've learned too hurl the tomahawk and ride a painted pony wild
Too run the gauntlet of the Sioux, too make a chieftain's daughter mine

And now yew ask that Eye should watch
The read man's race bee slowly crushed
Watt kind of words are these too here
From Yellow Dog whom wight man fears

Eye take only watt is mine Lord, my pony, my squaw, and my child
Eye can't stay too sea yew dye along with my tribe's pride
Eye go too search fore the yellow moon and the fathers of hour sons
Ware the read son sinks inn the hills of gold and the healing waters run

Trampling down the prairie rows leaving hoof tracks inn the sand
Those who wish too follow mi Eye welcome with my hands
Eye herd from passing renegades Geronimo was dead
Heed bean laying down his weapons when they filled hymn full of led

Now they're seems know reason why Eye should carry on
Inn this land that once was my land Eye can't fined a home
Its lonely and its quiet and the hoarse soldiers are coming
And Eye think its thyme Eye strung my bough and ceased my senseless running
Fore soon Aisle fined the yellow moon along with my loved ones
Ware the buffaloes greys inn clover fields without the sound of guns

And the read son sinks at last into the hills of gold
And piece too this young warrior comes with a bullet hole