Yellow Hair
By: Wayne Brown
To Montana territory
With Sitting Bull we have gone
Come not here
Come not here, white eyes
We run no more
Lakota and Northern Cheyenne
No longer on the reservation land
We claim our due
We claim our due, white eyes
We run no more
Greasy Grass Creek
Custer’s 7th Cavalry rides its bank
We fear you not
We fear you not, yellow hair
We run no more
Rifles at ready
Custer signals the attack
Kill them
Kill them all, kill yellow hair
We run no more
Stand and fight
Blood spilling on the ground
Slay the army
Slay the army, kill yellow hair
We run no more
Quiet solitude
Dead soldiers on the ground
Take their scalps
Take their scalps, take the yellow hair
We run no more
Little Big Horn
Bloody scalps on poles do hang
Our last stand
Your last stand, white eyes
We run no more, run no more
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