Key: F major•
Verse 1
F
C
G
C
There once was an Indian maid
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B
who always was afraid
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D
F#m
around the flue as she lay sleepin'
Gm
C
In the shade she had an idea grand,
To keep the boys from for
C
Gm
bidden joys
Gm
C
he hoped to reach the promised land.
Now he was an Indian wise,
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C
he reached for Red Wing's thighs
With an old rubber boot on the end of a toot
she grabbed her Bowie knife
It flashed in the sky as she let it fly
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C
And shortened his love life.
Gm
C
As she lay snoring, her knife ad oring
put away those knives.
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C
F
C
Boys like to play for a fling in
the hay.
They don't want to pay
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C
the rest of their lives.
Mind what Mama said,
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C
if you're lying in your bed.
If you can't evade,
Gm
C
Have a hell of a time instead.
Gm
C
B
C
Into the pleasure of her promised land.
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TunerE A D G B E
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