Custer's Last Stand

In 1876 on that bright summer morn' at the Little Bighorn

The arrogant Custer caught a few licks

When he tried to stand up to the Cheyenne and the Sioux

He was confident, he'd win the fight

But he underrated the Indian's might

Of White Bull, Iron Lightning, Swift Bear and Gall

Black Moon, Little Wolf, Crazy Horse

And Sitting Bull chief of them all oh, oh

Oh, Sitting Bull chief of them all

Oh, the Indians tried to live in peace

On that bright summer morn' at the Little Bighorn

They signed the treaty that warship cease

A White man was cold, he wanted gold

He killed all the buffalo, destroyed the corn

Even brought unknown diseases to the unborn

Of White Bull, Iron Lightning, Swift Bear and Gall

Black Moon, Little Wolf, Crazy Horse

And Sitting Bull chief of them all oh, oh

Oh, Sitting Bull chief of them all

Custer's Cavalry pressed the attack

On that bright summer morn' at the Little Bighorn

They thought they had driven the Indians back

But like a wave came an ocean of braves

Custer exclaimed to the noonday sun

Tell me where all these red-skins is coming from?

Like White Bull, Iron Lightning, Swift Bear and Gall

Black Moon, Little Wolf, Crazy Horse

And Sitting Bull chief of them all oh, oh

Oh, Sitting Bull chief of them all

Well it wasn't long 'for the dust settle down

On that bright summer morn' at the Little Bighorn

The soldier was spread all over the ground

The battle was gone, the braves had won

Custer's men had fought their best

But the Indians had stood the test

With White Bull, Iron Lightning, Swift Bear and Gall

Black Moon, Little Wolf, Crazy Horse

And Sitting Bull chief of them all, oh, oh

Oh, Sitting Bull chief of them all

There was White Bull, Iron Lightning, Swift Bear and Gall

A well a Black Moon, Little Wolf, Crazy Horse

I said, "Look on poster, what they gonna do to you"