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The Vanishing Race

Ii Ii ou Ii Ii Ii ou Ii Ii ou
Oh wagon trains rollin' along
They fade from my visions
And in time will be gone
I see an eagle in space
My people will follow
Oh oh a vanishing race
 
Ii Ii ou Ii Ii Ii ou Ii Ii ou
An Indian brave rolled along one day
On a lonely mountain trail
And he gazed below with a heart of woe
Where the prairie schooners sail
A vision formed like a mortal storm
In the dust of the wagon train
A vanishing race appeared in space
And he sang his sad refrain
 
Ii Ii ou Ii Ii Ii ou Ii Ii ou
Oh wagon trains rollin' along...
Oh now great spirits on high
Please spare them the sorrow
You show to my eye oh oh
Now my blankets are roll
And I ride to the valley
Of the brave Navajo oh oh
 
Ii Ii ou Ii Ii Ii ou Ii Ii ou
And I ride to the valley
Of the brave Navajo oh oh
 
Oh oh a vanishing Navajo
Oh the vanishing Navajo
Ii Ii ou Ii Ii Ii ou Ii Ii ou
 

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