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Ray Stevens

Mr. Custer

 

Mr. Custer

(album: Gitarzan - 1969)


That famous day in history the men of the 7th Cavalry went riding on
And from the rear, a voice was heard
A brave young man with a trembling word rang loud and clear
What the...am I doing here?

Please, Mr. Custer, I don't wanna go
Hey, Mr. Custer, please don't make me go
Let me tell you, I had a dream last night
About the coming fight
Somebody yelled "attack, attack"
And there I stood with an arrow in my back

Please, Mr. Custer, I don't wanna go
(Forward ho)
No, no, no, no

Look at them bushes out there
They're moving
I bet there's an Injun behind every one of 'em
Hey, Mr. Custer
You mind if, uh, I be excused for the rest of the afternoon?
Hey, Charlie, duck your head
No, you're a little late on that one, Charlie
Whoo, I bet that smarts

They were sure of victory, the men of the 7th Cavalry, as they rode on
Ah, sing it out, troops
Again from the rear, a voice was heard
That same brave voice with a trembling word rang loud and clear
What am I doing here?

Please, Mr. Custer, I don't wanna go
Listen, Mr. Custer, please, please, please don't make me go
There's a redskin a-waiting out there
Fixing to take my hair
A coward I've been called
'Cause I don't want to wind up dead or bald, no

Please, Mr. Custer, I don't want to go
(Forward ho)
No, no, no

I wonder what the Injun word for friend is
Let's see, friend
Kemo sabe, that's it, kemo sabe
Kemo sabe! Hey out there, kemo sabe!
No, that ain't it
Look at 'em out there
Running around like a bunch of wild Indians
This ain't no time for joking

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