Don't Go Near the Indians (Remastered)

(Lorene Mann) (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 Nova Lee. 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, Nova Lee is your sister And that's why I've always said. Sang: (Son, don't go near the Indians Please stay away Son, don't go near the Indians Please do what I say...)