Indian Wedding

There once was an Indian brave by the name of Yellow Hand

He fell in love with the maiden known as White Sand

They vowed their love would last forever more

Then came the day that they had waited for

Yellow Hand brought her a golden feather

White Sands said a prayer for good weather

The ceremonial dance grew loud and strong

Then Yellow Hand began their wedding song

o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o

To-night tonight we will be one

We’ll walk in the land of the midnight sun

Oh White Sand come hold my lonely hand

Then they left the warmth of the wedding fire

Rode into the hills climbing higher

And suddenly the snow came swirling down

They were lost the trail could not be found

o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o

To-night tonight we will be one

We’ll walk in the land of the midnight sun

Oh White Sand come hold my lonely hand

They ne-ver returned from para-dise

They went to their places in the skies

And the old ones still say when the snowflakes fly

If you listen close you will hear him cry

o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o

To-night tonight we will be one

We’ll walk in the land of the midnight sun

Oh White Sand come hold my lonely hand