Walkin’ The Blues - Johnny Cash

Old Apache squaw how many long lean years you saw

How many bitter winter nights shivering in a cold teepee shivering in a cold

teepee

Old Apache squaw how many hungry kids you saw

How many bloody warriors running to the sea fleeing to the sea

Well now they tell me that you saw Cochise when he made his last stand

He said the next white man that sees my face is going to be a dead white man

Old Apache squaw how many broken hearts you saw

Have you had misty eyes for years could that mist be tears could that mist be

tears

Well now they tell me

Old Apache squaw