Red Wing - Spike Jones/Del Porter/His City Slickers
O there once was an indian maid
A shy little prairie maid
Who sang a lay a love song gay
As on the plain she'd got far away
She loved a warrior bold
This shy little maid of old
But so brave and gay he rode one day
To battle far away
Oh the moon shines tonight on pretty red wing
The breeze is sighing
The night bird's crying
For afar 'neath his star her brave is sleeping
While red wing's weeping
Her heart away
