[00:00.00]90听音乐网 www.90T8.com [00:00.23]Sioux Indians - Marc Williams [00:01.59]I'll sing you a song though it may be a sad one [00:06.14]Of trials and troubles where first they begun [00:12.53]I left my dear fam'ly my friends and my home [00:19.41]To cross the wide deserts and mountains to roam [00:23.97]I crossed the Missouri and joined a large train [00:28.44]Which bore us over mountains and valley and plain [00:34.96]And often of an evening a-huntin' we'd go [00:41.84]To shoot the fleet antelope and wild buffalo [00:46.14]We heard of Sioux Indians all out on the plains [00:50.28]A-killing poor drivers and burning their trains [00:56.83]A-killing poor drivers with arrows and bows [01:03.06]When captured by Indians no mercy they'd show [01:07.34]We traveled three weeks till we come to the Platte [01:11.01]A-pitching our tents at the head of the flat [01:17.02]We spread down our blankets on the green shady ground [01:23.48]Where the horses and the mules were grazing around [01:27.90]While taking refreshment we heard a loud yell [01:31.59]The whoops of Sioux Indians come up from the dell [01:37.68]We sprang to our rifles with a flash in each eye [01:43.43]And says our brave leader "We'll fight till we die " [01:47.67]They made a bold dash and they come near our train [01:51.59]The arrows fell around us like showers of rain [01:57.81]But with our long rifles we fed them hot lead [02:04.10]Till a-many a brave warrior around us lay dead [02:08.22]We shot their bold chief at the head of their band [02:12.03]He died like a warrior with his gun in his hand [02:17.86]When they saw their brave chief lie dead in his gore [02:24.09]They whooped and they yelled and we saw them no more [02:27.93]In our little band there were just twenty-four [02:31.27]And of the Sioux Indians five hundred or more [02:36.12]We fought them with courage we spoke not a word [02:45.59]We hooked up our horses and started our train [02:49.38]Three more bloody battles this trip on the plain [02:55.04]And in our last battle three of our brave boys fell [03:01.03]And we left them to rest in the green shady dell
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[00:00.00]90听音乐网 www.90T8.com[00:00.23]Sioux Indians - Marc Williams
[00:01.59]I'll sing you a song though it may be a sad one
[00:06.14]Of trials and troubles where first they begun
[00:12.53]I left my dear fam'ly my friends and my home
[00:19.41]To cross the wide deserts and mountains to roam
[00:23.97]I crossed the Missouri and joined a large train
[00:28.44]Which bore us over mountains and valley and plain
[00:34.96]And often of an evening a-huntin' we'd go
[00:41.84]To shoot the fleet antelope and wild buffalo
[00:46.14]We heard of Sioux Indians all out on the plains
[00:50.28]A-killing poor drivers and burning their trains
[00:56.83]A-killing poor drivers with arrows and bows
[01:03.06]When captured by Indians no mercy they'd show
[01:07.34]We traveled three weeks till we come to the Platte
[01:11.01]A-pitching our tents at the head of the flat
[01:17.02]We spread down our blankets on the green shady ground
[01:23.48]Where the horses and the mules were grazing around
[01:27.90]While taking refreshment we heard a loud yell
[01:31.59]The whoops of Sioux Indians come up from the dell
[01:37.68]We sprang to our rifles with a flash in each eye
[01:43.43]And says our brave leader "We'll fight till we die "
[01:47.67]They made a bold dash and they come near our train
[01:51.59]The arrows fell around us like showers of rain
[01:57.81]But with our long rifles we fed them hot lead
[02:04.10]Till a-many a brave warrior around us lay dead
[02:08.22]We shot their bold chief at the head of their band
[02:12.03]He died like a warrior with his gun in his hand
[02:17.86]When they saw their brave chief lie dead in his gore
[02:24.09]They whooped and they yelled and we saw them no more
[02:27.93]In our little band there were just twenty-four
[02:31.27]And of the Sioux Indians five hundred or more
[02:36.12]We fought them with courage we spoke not a word
[02:45.59]We hooked up our horses and started our train
[02:49.38]Three more bloody battles this trip on the plain
[02:55.04]And in our last battle three of our brave boys fell
[03:01.03]And we left them to rest in the green shady dell
