The Wild Frontier
Jim Hastings
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Once upon a time in the wild frontier, a white boy had a run-in With an Indian boy-yes, the real McCoy-who was just taking the sun in Their eyes did meet from across a shallow creek, both boys sans of cunning Just two young lads, little versions of their dads, the moment was... just stunning Then the white boy lifted up his hand to express a greeting And the Indian kid did like the white kid to accept their meeting But then a shot rang out from the white boy's Pa and the Indian fell a'bleeding In the grass by the creek in the late summer heat until his heartbeat stopped its beating Now, hear the rum pum pums from the tom tom drums-the Indians are coming Then the bum bum bums from the cowboy guns-the white men are a'gunning And the buffalo go toward the setting sun's glow-they have to keep on running In the wild frontier where life's so dear, the innocent are always done in Once upon a time in the wild frontier a caravan of settlers set out To cross the plains with their horses reined, following a planned route You see, there were no trains or cars or planes for them to easily get about Only horses and carts and hope-filled hearts led by men both brave and stout But when a wagon wheel broke near a grove of oak-the fear in the caravan did rise And someone spoke when they thought they saw smoke, followed soon by war cries That went woo woo woo as a tomahawk flew and landed between a child's eyes Then the arrows were released from the covers of the trees... And all in the caravan did die Now, hear the rum pum pums from the tom tom drums-the Indians are coming Then the bum bum bums from the cowboy guns-the white men are a'gunning And the buffalo go toward the setting sun's glow-they have to keep on running In the wild frontier where life's so dear, the innocent are always done in Now, hear the rum pum pums from the tom tom drums-the Indians are coming Then the bum bum bums from the cowboy guns-the white men are a'gunning And the buffalo go toward the setting sun's glow-they have to keep on running In the wild frontier where life's so dear, the innocent are always done in Now, hear the rum pum pums from the tom tom drums-the Indians are coming Then the bum bum bums from the cowboy guns-the white men are a'gunning And the buffalo go toward the setting sun's glow-they have to keep on running In the wild frontier where life's so dear, the innocent are always done in
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