Bb7b7\Ebm7 As I awoke this evening with the smell of wood smoke clinging Like a gentle cobweb hanging upon a painted tepee Oh I went to see my chieftain with my warlance and my woman For he told us that the yellow moon would very soon be leaving Yellow Dog whom white man fears * Abm\ D7 D7 D7-5 D7 D G Bm\F# Em G\D C Am\D Em D I take only what is mine Lord, my pony, my squaw, and my child G Bm\F# Em G\D C Am\D Em D I can't stay to see you die along with my tribe's pride Am7 D G C\G I (guitaretab.com)
