Porter Wagoner - The Battle of Little Big Horn lyrics

Have you ever heard the story of the pride of Little Big Horn Right from the lips of someone that saw Well I was there on that cold and fateful morning Watched General Custer and the bloody masacre There were muskets arrows cannonballs a flyin' Yellin' screamin' a lot of men were dyin' there at the Little Big Horn There were one thousand Indians standing on the river bank Two hundred calvary waited there with pride And I saw chief Crazy Horse leader of the Indians Old Gneral Custer with his musket by his side Then Crazy Horse started things with a yell That shattered the quiet of the early morn General Custer gave out a mighty mighty roar and they met at the Little Big Horn There were muskets arrows... Of the one thousand Indians there on the river bank Five hundred Indians died in the fight And the brave calvary that had fought there that morning Two hundred men not a single one survived There were muskets arrows... There at the Little Big Horn there at the Little Big Horn