Whirlwind, you must know he can't leave,
Ever since he was young he had known what a man should know,
With no hatred inside.
Whirlwind, take the wife and the child,
Find the trail that leads south,
To the land they have given you,
The new home for your tribe.
Brother of Blood,
I have heard that the soldiers are two moons away,
They come with many guns
And death is waiting for a brave man such as you.
Goodbye my friend, you must be on your way,
Down through the canyons, we wait and we pray.
Goodbye my friend, you can linger no more,
Gun smoke is rising so run to that war.
Beyond the hills the far horizon
In the purple evening sky
You'll find the Valley of Walhalla,
There when you die.
Whirlwind, take the wife and the child,
Find the trail that leads south,
To the land they have given you,
The new home for your tribe.
Brother of Blood,
I have heard that the soldiers are two moons away,
They come with many guns
And death is waiting for a brave man such as you.
Goodbye my friend, you must be on your way,
Down through the canyons, we wait and we pray.
Goodbye (goodbye goodbye) my friend, you can linger (goodbye) no more,
Gun smoke is rising so run to that war.
Beyond the hills the far horizon
In the purple evening sky
You'll find the Valley of Walhalla,
There when you die.
(Goodbye goodbye, goodbye)
(Goodbye goodbye, goodbye)
Goodbye my friend, you must be on your way,
Down through the canyons, we wait and we pray.
Goodbye (goodbye goodbye) my friend, you can linger (goodbye) no more,
Gun smoke is rising so run to that war.
Goodbye my friend, you must be on your way,
Down through the canyons, we wait and we pray.