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Little Fawn Afraid
was an Indian maid
Pretty as a lily's splendor,
Where the waters flow
and the cedars grow
Lived this maiden sweet and tender.
Always at her feet
Fawn Afraid the sweet
had a score of lovers sueing
But her heart she gave
to a youthful brave
who nightly sang this song
when he came wooing.

Big chief me
little squaw you
Pretty as a moon beam bright,
You want a me
and I want a you,
That's just why
I sing tonight!
Big chief me,
little squaw you
Down among the cedars green
Say you'll go with me
and tell me that you'll be
My own, my little wigwam Queen.

Big chief me
little squaw you
Pretty as a moon beam bright,
You want a me
and I want a you,
That's just why
I sing tonight!
Big chief me,
little squaw you
Down among the cedars green
Say you'll go with me
and tell me that you'll be
My own, my little wigwam Queen.

Little Fawn Afraid
where the shadows played
thro' the rustling pines so sleepy
Like a startled dove
came to meet her love
singing there outside her tepee.
By the winding trail,
by each flow'ry dale,
by the swiftly running river
to his Fawn Afraid
he sand this serenade,
This little song
that won her heart for ever.

Big chief me
little squaw you
Pretty as a moon beam bright,
You want a me
and I want a you,
That's just why
I sing tonight!
Big chief me,
little squaw you
Down among the cedars green
Say you'll go with me
and tell me that you'll be
My own, my little wigwam Queen.

Big chief me
little squaw you
Pretty as a moon beam bright,
You want a me
and I want a you,
That's just why
I sing tonight!
Big chief me,
little squaw you
Down among the cedars green
Say you'll go with me
and tell me that you'll be
My own, my little wigwam Queen.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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My Wigwam Queen 1903
Music by H.B.Blanke
Lyrics by James O'Dea
© MCMIII by Whitney Warner Pub.Co. Detroit, Mich.
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sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Friday 5 December 2010 at 10.40
in association with Veda Meyer-Castens
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