Cherokee Face!

Wild child free and proud across the hot sands run,turn the rocks do not get caught brother rattler lies in wait.
Ceremony sacred site brother rattler in my arms,never fear spirits near child never bitten.
Heart beats fast mine is last the diamond back streches out his tongue,he too feels no fear safely back to the sun.
Bare brown feet mountian stream in the sand find the rubies in the black streaks,turquois with silver streaks,midnight tears Apache maiden cried.
Feel the wind taste the sun,on my pony's back,follow trails ages old see the story as it unfolds.
Mountian pass will not turn back find a cave settle in,summer storm lightning torn dances through the sky.
Thunder brothers shake the ground red hair wet from rain,heart raging with the pain face the wind and scream aloud no one now to hear my cry.
Face the world nothing shows black eyes grandfather knows,let it go things do not change teach your face to hide the pain!
granny!