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Custer’s Last Stand
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Harry Belafonte
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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 The white man was cold he wanted gold He killed all the buffalo, destroyed the corn Even brought unknown diseases to the unborn 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 Well it wasn't long 'for the dust settle down On that bright summer morn at the Little Bighorn The soldiers 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
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