Geronimo

The moon shone down with an eerie light And cast it's beam on the lonely night Shadows danced, a fluttering breeze Stirred dead branches in the trees The land laid waste, a chill in the air Was proof that disaster had struck there The moaning wind and the glistening snow Seemed to whisper, "Geronimo!" (Geronimo, Geronimo...) A train of settlers left one day From somewhere back east, they say A song in their heart and hopes unfurled To build a life in the western world Husband, wives, kids by the score Smiling faces, dreams galore Future bright, but soon they'd know The ominous name, Geronimo Storm clouds gathered a few weeks out Then came a spell of want and drought Sick with fear they lost their way On their knees they began to pray And the prays were answered, a guiding hand Showed the way to the promised land The wind moaned to let them know The man was known as, Geronimo (Geronimo, Geronimo...) A curl of smoke on the distant hill A sign of peril ignored until They suddenly saw with gasping breathe Their doom was sealed by the hand of death For there on a stallion sat their fate Filled with a devilry, savage hate Decked in war paint, all in glow The warrior chief, Geronimo The settler's wagons were wrecked and burnt Men were killed wherever they turned Nary a women or child were spared Those alive stood shocked and scared The nation mourned this carnage act Could hard believe the terrible fact The tomahawks swinging, arrows and bow Was a work of a man called, Geronimo (Geronimo, Geronimo...) He appeared one day at the stockade door Finally brought before the law to stand his trial The verdict he got Come to sunrise, he'd be shot The same moon shines on the lonely night And now it shines with a peaceful light But should you listen to the falling snow You can hear it murmur, "Geronimo!" (Geronimo, Geronimo...)