Mexican Tune - Jackopierce

Picture this deep dust and wild grass

Scorched now by the sun of July

The strong song current of the Little Big Horn River running slow

Winding quietly through the valley

Around the hills and the secret serenity

Watch and believe, and believe, and believe, and believe in the serenity

Of the wind shaped mountains

And don’t you know he said…

That its all God blessed land, my friend, up here

By the Powder River region, yeah

South, down from the headwaters rides

A cavalry, a crazy man in command

With the great glory of the ages, in his tight fist

He carries the vindictive message of the New World