Come, lonely hunter, chieftain and king,
I will fly like the falcon when I go
Bear me my brother under your wing,
I will strike fell like lightnin when I go
I will bellow like the thunder drum,
Invoke the storm of war
A twistin pillar spun of dust
And blood up from the prairie floor
I will sweep the foe before me
Like a gale out on the snow
And the wind will long recount the story,
Reverence and glory, when I go
Spring, spirit dancer, nimble and thin,
I will leap like coyote when I go
Tireless entrancer, lend me your skin,
I will run like the gray wolf when I go
I will climb the rise at daybreak,
I will kiss the sky at noon
Raise my yearnin voice at midnight
To my mother in the moon
I will make the lay of long defeat
And draw the chorus slow
I'll send this message down the wire
And hope that someone wise is listenin when I go
And when the sun comes trumpets
From his red house in the east
He will find a standin stone
Where long I chanted my release
He will send his mornin messenger
To strike the hammer blow
And I will crumble down uncountable
In showers of crimson rubies when I go
Sigh, mournful sister, whisper and turn,
I will rattle like dry leaves when I go
Stand in the mist where my fire used to burn,
I will camp on the night breeze when I go
And should you glimpse my wand'rin
Form out on the borderline
Between death and resurrection
And the council of the pines
Do not worry for my comfort,
Do not sorrow for me so
All your diamond tears will rise up
And adorn the sky beside me when I go