I want a little bighorn,
not a single word was said
Except one old lonely ghost said the general's still dead,
the general's still dead
I asked him if any
Indians ever came to call
He said the last one that he'd seen rode off a big chief gall,
rode off a big chief gall
Old
Sitting
Bull once told me on his fairy ground
He saw blue coat pony soldiers fallin' upside down,
fallin' upside down
There was not a single leaf on a cottonwood
tree
They were gone as the men of the 7th
Cavalry, 7th
Cavalry
I stood on
Kowloon's hill
Rain fell like shattered glass
I felt 12 ,000 soldiers, blood flowing through the grass,
flowing through the grass
I saw a hundred years of
Indians dancing in the sun
I felt the
Indian power, the battle is still won,
battle is still won
When they shot him through the heart,
I wonder if it hurt
They left
Mrs.
Custer's husband to die there in the dirt,
die there in the dirt
Then a soldier came and
took me to the train
He said,
Custer's still in hell, boy forget
Forget you ever came,
forget you ever came
I went to live a big one,
not a single word was said
Except one old lonely
ghost said the
General's still dead, the
General's still dead
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