Tune:Dallas Theme
The chief calls out his cry for battle
As white now enters colorwar
With our spears held high
and our war paint dry
You will take our land no more
The sun beats down upon the plain
As our arrows blaze across the sky
The beat of drums
Here the ambush comes
There is no place left to hide
Tune:Consider Yourself
Looking back, in time
The Indians, lived in harmony
You tried to change our ways
And now...it's...time for you to pay
Cherokee, Apache and the Seminole
It is time to rise as one
With tomahawks raised in unison
Cowboys will surely run...so
Happy trails, to you
The clock has struck, high noon
The power of the native spirit rules the night
To victory
We're the White
Mighty White!
Submitted by Blake De La Torre