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| he came out nowhere according to the
story to the San Carlos Mission of the
Arizona Territory
his name meant tall man who comes to
mysterious end to the white folks at the mission he
was just the apache kid
do you know where he going do you know where he been apache kid
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he rode with the US Army wore the coat
of indian scout he found that trouble was easier to get
into than to get out
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| took a shot of whiskey took a shot of
indian wine in the morning there were two dead men and he was running for his life
do you know where he going . . . | row 2 | |
they put a name in the paper price on
his head five thousand dollars preferably dead
he road down skeleton canyon and he
road up bitter creek the sergeants said they'd rather track a drunken coyote
do you know where he going . . . . | | | |
| back at San Carlos the sergeants drink
a beer one says to the other a man don't just
disappear
the other answers two to one he's
dead by now
but moon hangs like quicksilver and a
lone coyote howl
do you know where he going . . . . |
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