INDIAN RED Here come the Big Chief, the Big Chief Yellow Pocahontas, pretty night war

hunters And we don’t bow down on nobody’s ground, I love to hear them call us Indian Red The wild squatoulas, wild tchapitoulas, Wild Shoshone Nation, wild wild creation And we don’t bow down on nobody’s ground I love to hear them call us Indian Red. The Golden Eagles, Wild Magnolias, Little red white and blue, pretty night monogram hunters And we don’t bow down on nobody’s ground But I love to hear them call us Indian Red. Now here come the spy boy, flag boy Check out the crazy wild man The wildest in the low lands We love our queen, queen of New Orleans But we love to hear them call us Indian Red