Lyrics

That famous day in history
The men of the seventh 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 am I doin' here?
Please, Mr. Custer, I don't wanna go
Hey, Mr. Custer, please don't make me go
I had a dream last night about the comin' fight
Somebody yelled "Attack!"
And there I stood with the arrow in my back
Please, Mr. Custer, I don't wanna go
(Forward ho!)
No
Look at them bushes out there
They're moving and there's an Injun behind every one
Hey, Mr. Custer, you mind if I be excused the rest of the afternoon?
Hey Charlie, duck your head!
Hm, you're a little bit late on that one, Charlie
Hoo-hoo, I bet that smarts!
They were sure of victory
The men of the seventh Cavalry, as they rode on
But then from the rear a voice was heard
That same brave voice with the trembling word, rang loud and clear
What am I doin' here?
Please, Mr. Custer, I don't wanna go
Listen, Mr. Custer, please don't make me go
There's a redskin awaitin' out there, just fixin' to take my hair
A coward I've been called 'cause I don't want to wind up dead or bald
Please, Mr. Custer, I don't want to go (forward ho!) No
I wonder what the Injun word for friend is
See, friend
Kemo sabe, that's it
Kemo sabe! Hey out there, kemo sabe!
Nope, that isn't it
Look at them all dirty
They're runnin' around like a bunch of wild Indians
Nah, this ain't no time for jokin'
Written by: Al De Lory, Fred Darian, Joseph van Winkle
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