歌曲名 Big Chief Woolley Bosher 歌手名 The Idle Race

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In the land they call the west

On the prairie's virgin crest

Lived a great man

and his braves

And he led them

to their graves

Big chief plays with baby son

The work of the Indian

today is done

Life is easy life is grand

'Til there is white man

gun in hand

Oh oh oh oh oh

Oh oh oh

Started out

when settlers came

And built their homes

on the Indian range

Big Chief Woolly Bosher

liked it none

Traded with a

bad man for a gun

Oh oh oh oh oh

Oh oh oh oh

Oh oh oh oh oh

Oh oh oh oh

Big chief looks out

at his great land

Locomotive on the

prairie stands

Life that leak from

the city in the east

Let us destroy

that iron beast

Oh oh oh oh oh

Oh oh oh oh

Oh oh oh oh oh

Oh oh oh oh

Big chief rides

on the trail tonight

Tread the land for

which he must fight

In their fight for

love and glory

Some Indians were saved

They lived to tell the story

And Woolly Bosher prays

Oh oh oh oh oh

Oh oh oh oh

Oh oh oh oh oh

Oh oh oh oh

Big chief rides

on the trail tonight

Soldier boys marching

in the morning light

Bring the guns

bring the bows

Let's blow them

into heaven

let's see if God knows

Oh oh oh oh oh

Oh oh oh oh

Oh oh oh oh oh

Oh oh oh oh

One hundred men

must have to die

When a thousand soldiers

look you in the eye

Big chief sees his

men fall round

The soldiers kill

and the bugle sounds

In their fight for love

and glory

No Indians were saved

And Big Chief Woolly Bosher

Had written on his grave

He has done no wrong

Except being bold

Oh oh oh oh oh

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