Big Chief Battle-Axe 1907

by James Pitt-Payne, LondonUK - 7 Apr 2009
2009

Upon a stand
with a tomahawk in his hand
stood an Indian chief
of the bold Comanche band;
Ten years or more
he'd been standing at the door
as an advertising sign
for an old tobacco store,
he longed to meet the princess so sweet
who held a bunch of stogies out
on the opposite side of the street,
When she inquired
if his tomahawk arm was tired,
then he shook his little head
and he answered back so sweet:

Big Chief Battle Axe loves yer true,
All day long I gaze at you,
I don't care for this job any more.
If you say you'll be my bride
then we'll take a good long ride,
Faw away from this tobacco store.

Big Chief Battle Axe loves yer true,
All day long I gaze at you,
I don't care for this job any more.
If you say you'll be my bride
then we'll take a good long ride,
Faw away from this tobacco store.

Sad to relate
was this Indian warrior's fate
for they threw him in the dump,
but the Big Chief said: "You wait!"
One dreary night,
when the mooon was out of sight
then he stole a hobby horse
and he rode with all his might,
he looked around
and the princess he found,
then they both jumped on the hobby horse
and they started off with a bound,
and now today
they are hundred of miles away,
but they don't forget the time
when the Big Chief used to say:

Big Chief Battle Axe loves yer true,
All day long I gaze at you,
I don't care for this job any more.
If you say you'll be my bride
then we'll take a good long ride,
Faw away from this tobacco store.

Big Chief Battle Axe loves yer true,
All day long I gaze at you,
I don't care for this job any more.
If you say you'll be my bride
then we'll take a good long ride,
Faw away from this tobacco store.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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Big Chief Battle-Axe 1907
by Thomas S.Allen
© MCMVII by Walter Jacobs
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sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Tuesday 7 April 2009 at 15.37
in association with Veda Meyer-Castens
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