By the way the land is layin?. I think I'd be safe in sayin?. That over the next hill we? ll be home. . It's a straight and narrow highway. No detours and no byways.
Old Apache Squaw, how many long lean years you saw?. How many bitter winter nights shiverin' in a cold teepee?. Shiverin' in a cold teepee. Old Apache Squaw, how many hungry kids you saw?.