Mingo, The Man with the Bullwhip

In the days before our country became it's own

There was a man who walked this land as free as the wind

As rugged as the Kentucky wilderness

Tall as the timber, coppery skin the color of the earth he walked

His mind as quick as his lighting hand

And they called him Mingo

The man with the bullwhip

His father was British, his mother Cherokee

He'd come back from England so he could be free

And he loved this land where there was room to run

To touch a passing star or to follow the sun

And they called him Mingo

The man with the bullwhip

The settlers were led by a brave just man

In buckskin clothes, a long rifle in his hand

Mingo was the friend who walked at his side

With a London education and the Cherokee's pride

Yes, they called him Mingo

The man with the bullwhip

He knew the Redcolts joined with the Cherokee tribe

Not a union of love as his father and his bride

So as he rode away from the settlement at night

He still didn't know on which side he'd have to fight

And they called him Mingo

The man with the bullwhip

(With the bullwhip)

No matter what he did

It would be against his will

For buckskin or redskin

He'd soon have to kill

As the buckskin man took his gun in hand

Mingo and his warriors, they took their stand

Then he raised his bullwhip and he drew his knife

And the buckskin man knew he'd have to take his life

The life of Mingo

The man with the bullwhip

The whip lashed like lightening at the rifle sound

It caught the big man's arm and it took him to the ground

Mingo raised his knife high above his head

And he cut that whip in half, it was then that he said

"Now this bullwhip will never come between you and me

The buckskin and the redskin together will both walk free"

And they called him Mingo

The man with the bullwhip

So if you hear the crack of a bullwhip

Just look up and see

There's a tall man walks

Where men will be free

It's the man called Mingo

Man with the bullwhip