Birdcages and Bad Rivers
Mystic
Cowboys
The
campfire's burnin' smokeless
Wind
is fanning the flames
Spirits ride in the darkness
All
across these plains
Some cowboys will tell
you of horses
that nearly killed 'em for the ride
Go
ahead and ask them if Crazy Horse died
Winds
of the Missouri
The
August sun was burning up the grass
And
the coyote he’s still calling
And
wait for the cottontails to pass
And
the rattlesnake circles around you
And
comes up on your back side
Don’t
that cause you to wonder if Crazy Horse died
They
never had no photographs
Now
we’re carving him in stone
Uncle
Sam would like a piece of that
They
keep chipping all alone
Now
the campfires burn smokeless
Into
eternity they ride
When
you see that mountain
You
wonder if Crazy Horse died
When
you see that statue
You
wonder if Crazy Horse died
When
you see that mountain
When
you see that mountain
Oh Crazy Horse