{Son, don't go near the Indians Please stay away Son, don't go near the
Indians Please do what I say}
Since I was just a little boy I
liked to roam the hills And to hear wild stories about the Indians Was my
biggest thrill
I'd shout and yell and holler like heck I wore
moccasins on my feet And I'd make believe I was under a teepee Every time
I went to sleep
My hair was jet black and I was twenty-one Lots of
pretty girls around But the paleface maidens didn't thrill me none Around
my Cochise County hometown
{Son, don't go near the Indians Please stay
away Son, don't go near the Indians Please do what I say}
One day I
went to the reservation And there by a shallow creek Was a beautiful
Indian a-fetchin' water And I just had to speak
She smiled at me then
quickly left But the next day she returned And it wasn't very long till I
told her how The love in my heart burned
{Son, don't go near the
Indians Please stay away Son, don't go near the Indians Please do what
I say}
I told my daddy I'd found a girl Who meant the world to
me And tomorrow I'd ask the Indian chief For the hand of
NovaLee
Dad's trembling lips spoke softly As he told me of my
life Twas then he said I could never take This maiden for my
wife
SPOKEN: Son, the white man and Indianss were fighting when you
were born And a brave called Yellow Sun scalped my little boy So I stole
you to get even for what he'd done Though you're a full-blooded Indian,
son I love you as much as my own little feller that's dead And, son,
NovaLee is your sister And that's why I've always
said
SINGING: {Son, don't go near the Indians Please stay
away FADE: Son, don't go near the Indians Please do what I say}