Artist/Band:
Elton John
Lyrics for Song: Indian Sunset
Lyrics for Album: 5 Classic Albums 1970-1973 [2012]
As I awoke this evening with the smell of woodsmoke clinging,
Like a gentle cobweb hanging upon a painted teepee.
Oh I went to see my chieftain with my war lance and my woman.
For he told us that the yellow moon would very soon be leaving.
This I can't believe I said,
I can't believe our Warlord's dead.
Oh, he would not leave the chosen ones
to the buzzards and the soldiers guns.
Oh, great father of the Iroquois ever since I was young,
I've read the writing of the smoke
and breast-fed on the sound of drums.
I've learned to hurl the tomahawk and ride a painted pony wild.
To run the gauntlet of the Sioux, to make a chieftain's daughter mine.
And now you ask that
I should watch the red man's race be slowly crushed!
What kind of words are these to hear from
Yellow Dog, whom the white man fears?
I take only what is mine Lord, my pony, my squaw, and my child.
I can't stay to see you die, along with my tribe's pride.
I gotta search for the yellow moon and the Fathers of our sons,
Where the red sun sinks in the hills of gold, and the healing waters run.
Trampling down the prairie rose, leaving hoof tracks in the sand.
Those who wish to follow me, I welcome with my hands.
I heard from passing renegades Geronimo was dead,
He'd been laying down his weapons when they filled him full of lead.
Now there seems no reason why I should carry on,
In this land that once was my land, I can't find a home.
It's lonely and it's quiet, and the horse soldiers are coming,
And I think it's time I strung my bow and ceased my senseless running.
For soon I'll find the yellow moon, along with my loved ones.
Where the buffaloes graze in clover fields without the sound of guns.
And the red sun sinks at last, into the hills of gold,
And peace to this young warrior comes with a bullet hole.
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