Lyrics Indian Sunset - Elton John
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
chose
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
got
to
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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