Standard (EADGBE)

  Aurora Borealis

  The icy sky at night

  Paddles cut the water

  In a long and hurried flight

  From the white man to the fields of green

  and the homeland we've never seen

They killed us in our teepee

And they cut our women down

They might have left some babies

Cryin' on the ground

But the firesticks and the wagons come

And the night falls on the settin' sun

They massacred the buffalo

Kitty corner from the bank

The taxis run across my feet

And my eyes have turned to blanks

In my little box at the top of the stairs

With my indian rug and a pipe to share

I wish I was a trapper

I would give a thousand pelts

To sleep with Pocohontas

and find out how she felt

In the mornin' on the fields of green

In the homeland we've never seen

And maybe Marlon Brando

Will be there by the fire

We'll sit and talk of Hollywood

And the good things there for hire

And the Astradome and the first teepee

Marlon Brando, Pocohontas and me

Marlon Brando, Pocohontas and me

  Pocohontas

notes:

C 335553 it MUST be played this way for the first half of the verse!

(or even xx5553) :-)