Lyrics:
word rang loud and clear)
What am I doin' here?
Please Mr. Custer, I don't want to go
Hey, Mr. Custer, please don't make me go
I had a dream last
Now, I will tell you, buster
That I ain't a fan of Custer's
And the General, he don't ride well anymore
To some, he was a hero, but to me
His score
word rang loud and clear)
What am I doin' here?
Please Mr. Custer, I don't want to go
Hey, Mr. Custer, please don't make me go
I had a dream last
Now I will tell you buster that I ain't a fan of Custer
And the General he don't ride well anymore
To some he was a hero but to me his score was
Now I will tell you, buster,
That I ain't a fan of Custer's
And the General he don't ride well anymore
To some, he was a hero,
But to me his
Where the buffalo do roam
West of Custer's Last Stand
A herd, I've heard, of pets find home
In the town Bozeman, Montana
A finer crew you'll never
word rang loud and clear)
What am I doin' here?
Please Mr. Custer, I don't want to go
Hey, Mr. Custer, please don't make me go
I had a dream last
to meet
So custer had it coming
Blinded by pride and greed
Well he ****** around and found out
Now we're gonna make them bleed
Well custer had it coming
Dakota land
Big Foot said to Custer
"Stay away from Crazy Horse"
But Custer crossed into Sioux land
And he never came back across
Then Big Foot led his
Sitting Bull, they made history,
Oh, no, George didn't know there, were too many
George Custer attended West Point he was last in his class.
He was
Niggas know Gucci for hustlin', I ain't scared of nothin'
You know lil' shawty from Custer, he's a shiesty mothafucka
Man I know the nigga's
Ho, ho, ho
Tonto, jump on it, jump on it, jump on it
Kemosabe, jump on it, jump on it, jump on it
Custer, jump on it, jump on it, jump on it
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morning
Watched General Custer and the bloody masacre
There were muskets arrows cannonballs a flyin'
Yellin' screamin' a lot of men were dyin' there
weren't for men like Jim
[ ac.guitar ]
He spoke with General Custer and said listen Yellow Hair
The Sioux are the great nation so treat 'em fair
and fateful morning
Watched General Custer
And the bloody massacre
There were muskets
Arrows, cannonballs a flyin'
Yelling, screaming a lot of men were
weren't for men like Jim.
--- Instrumental ---
He spoke with General Custer and said listen Yellow Hair
The Sioux are the great nation so treat 'em fair
Get em' like Sheepdog Cheyenne
Like a Dog Soldier Man
This Different Man's Land
Whites need to be banned
Not me general Custer's Band
Justice System
The Far West was the scenery
Of one of the greatest battles in history
Between Indians and the white man
Fighting for culture and the lands
General Custer
fourteen days
For the sake of General Custer.
« Don't tell me about Custer
For I was no soldier.
I was a just a scout
cnd a red-skin killer.
I got to be
Crazy Horse the legend those who bit off Custer's soul
They are dead yet they are living with the great Geronimo
And there are drums...
Well you may teach
Some fool made a soldier of me.
I told Gen'ral Custer I'm a-dyin' of thirst and the heat is a-getting' to me.
But he said, "Have no fear.
it though
Oh, it might explode
It's too late for General Custer
Too late for Robert E. Lee
Get back on it, get back on it
It's too late for
it though
Oh, it might explode
It's too late for General Custer
Too late for Robert E. Lee
Get back on it, get back on it
It's too late for
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