Son don't go near the indians please stay away
Son don't go near the indians please do what i say
Since i was just a little boy i've liked to roam the hills
And to hear wild stories a-bout the indians was my biggest thrill
I'd shout and yell and holler like them i wore moccasins on my feet
And i'd make believe i was under a teepee every time i went to sleep
My hair was jet black and i was twenty one
Lots of pretty girls a-round
But the paleface maidens didn't thrill me none
Around my cochise county home town
One day i went to the reservation and there by a shallow creek
Was a beautiful indian a'fetchin' water and i just had to speak
She smiled at me then quickly left but the next day she re-turned
And it wasn't very long till i told her how the love in my heart burned
I told my daddy i'd found a girl who meant the world to me
And to-morrow i'd ask the indian chief for the hand of nova lee
Dad's trembling lips spoke softly as he told me of my life
It was then he said i could never take this maiden for my wife
Son the white man and indian were fighting when you were born
And a brave called yellow sun scalped my little boy
So i stole you to get even for what he'd done
Though you're a full blooded indian son
I love you as much as my own little feller that's dead
And son nova lee is your sister and that's why i've always said....

Composição: Lorene Mann