Don't Go Near The Indians

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....