Текст песни War Paint And Soft Feathers

WAR PAINT AND SOFT FEATHERS

They were from two warring tribes

So their love could never be

He was a painted Apache

And she was a Cherokee

He was stealing her father's horses

When he saw her standing there

Moon braided bits of silver

All through her long black hair

[Chorus:]

War paint and soft feathers

Love was meant to be

Even though he was Apache

She was a blue-eyed Cherokee

War paint and soft feathers

Under the pale moon light

Doing what tribal laws forbid

As drums brought the silence of the night
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His strong arms circled round her waist

His headband touched her brow

They were of two different tongues

But their lips met anyhow

Next to a small oak tree

Crossed spears forbid their love

There'd been no peace between their tribes

Long as eagles soar above

[Chorus]

Now the leaves have fallen to the ground

Over and over again

From the small oak tree grown taller

Where once crossed spears had been

A young man rides his pinto horse

And he stands there tall and free

The son of a wild Apache

And a blue-eyed Cherokee

[Chorus x2]