调:F major•
Verse 1
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There once was an Indian maid
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around the flue as she lay sleepin'
To keep the boys from for
Now he was an Indian wise,
With an old rubber boot on the end of a toot
she grabbed her Bowie knife
It flashed in the sky as she let it fly
put away those knives.
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Boys like to play for a fling in
the hay.
They don't want to pay
Mind what Mama said,
If you can't evade,
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