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The Battle Of Little Big Horn

 

The Battle Of Little Big Horn


Have you ever heard the story of the pride of Little Big Horn
Right from the lips of someone that saw
Well I was there on that cold and fateful morning
Watched General Custer and the bloody massacre

There were muskets arrows cannonballs a flying
Yelling screaming a lot of men were dying
There at the Little Big Horn

There were one thousand Indians standing on the river bank
Two hundred calvary waited there with pride
And I saw chief Crazy Horse leader of the Indians
Old General Custer with his musket by his side
Then Crazy Horse started things with a yell
That shattered the quiet of the early morn
General Custer gave out a mighty mighty roar
And they met at the Little Big Horn

There were muskets arrows cannonballs a flying
Yelling screaming a lot of men were dying
There at the Little Big Horn

Of the one thousand Indians there on the river bank
Five hundred Indians died in the fight
And the brave calvary that had fought there that morning
Two hundred men not a single one survived

There were muskets arrows cannonballs a flying
Yelling screaming a lot of men were dying
There at the Little Big Horn

There at the Little Big Horn, there at the Little Big Horn...

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