Laughing Eyes - My Omaha 1910

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 6 Nov 2009
2009

Some years ago
out in the bad, bad land,
there lived an Indian Tribe
A mighty band.
They were called the crafty Omahas,
brave because they lived by natures laws.
A big bold chieftain rules this tribe,
Of warriors filled with haughty pride.
'Twas here a beautiful Indian Maiden
"Laughing Eyes" was her name,
Received attentions of
a white man of sturdy frame
who one eve by sunset gold
of his love for her he told.

My Indian Princess,
My Omaha,
the most entrancing
I ever saw.
Your hair is truly
like the black raven's wing
your pretty eyes are twinkling,
sparkling like the clearest spring.
I've come to ask you
to share with me,
A white man's wigwam
and fam'ly tree,
I'll surely do my share
to keep on wooing there,
When you're my "Laughing Eyes"
My Omaha.

My Indian Princess,
My Omaha,
the most entrancing
I ever saw.
Your hair is truly
like the black raven's wing
your pretty eyes are twinkling,
sparkling like the clearest spring.
I've come to ask you
to share with me,
A white man's wigwam
and fam'ly tree,
I'll surely do my share
to keep on wooing there,
When you're my "Laughing Eyes"
My Omaha.

And then this maid
in voice so sweet replied,
Just like all other girls
who love confide.
I don't think that
I could love you more,
Tho' I never loved a man before.
Just promise me
that you'll be true,
as other lovers always do.
And then this delighted anxious lover
drew her close to his breast
and on her rosy lips a kiss
then he gently pressed,
Then again he sang this song
as they slowly rode along.

My Indian Princess,
My Omaha,
the most entrancing
I ever saw.
Your hair is truly
like the black raven's wing
your pretty eyes are twinkling,
sparkling like the clearest spring.
I've come to ask you
to share with me,
A white man's wigwam
and fam'ly tree,
I'll surely do my share
to keep on wooing there,
When you're my "Laughing Eyes"
My Omaha.

My Indian Princess,
My Omaha,
the most entrancing
I ever saw.
Your hair is truly
like the black raven's wing
your pretty eyes are twinkling,
sparkling like the clearest spring.
I've come to ask you
to share with me,
A white man's wigwam
and fam'ly tree,
I'll surely do my share
to keep on wooing there,
When you're my "Laughing Eyes"
My Omaha.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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Laughing Eyes - My Omaha 1910
by H.B.Binner
© MCMX by Betts & Binner Mus.Pub. - Chicago, Ill
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sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Friday 6 November 2009 at 09.17
in association with Veda Meyer-Castens
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