Text Písně: Little Big Horn - Running Wild

Hey Mr. Custer,
Why do you dare the hand of fate?
The claw of death awaits to grab
A golden medal, your honor idolized
Your heart is stone, your blood is iced

Ceaseless rifle fire
Blowing your dreams away
The barrels are running hot
What a painful bloody day

Last fight at Little Big Horn
The hand of death was waiting
To take the soldier blue away
Last fight at Little Big Horn
Where the last command was given
And all the soldiers fought in vain

The soldiers are riding, unprepared for the attack
A touch of death, the shotguns crack
The blood is flowing, the desert sand turns red
Why did you lead them to this trap?

Ceaseless rifle fire
Blowing your dreams away
The barrels are running hot
What a painful bloody day

Last fight at Little Big Horn
The hand of death was waiting
To take the soldier blue away
Last fight at Little Big Horn
Where the last command was given
And all the soldiers fought in vain

Další písničky hudební skupiny Running Wild:

Running Wild - Over The Rainbow
Running Wild - White Masque
Running Wild - Rolling Wheels
Running Wild - Bloody Red Rose
Running Wild - Straight To Hell

Předchozí písničky hudební skupiny Running Wild:

Running Wild - Calico Jack
Running Wild - Blown To Kingdom Come
Running Wild - Fall Of Dorkas
Running Wild - Into The Arena
Running Wild - Into The Fire