We have got Choctaw and Fukabees puting their nose where it doesn't belong and on top of it an Apache squaw wench that hits Brother PeeWee on the head, and a red head southern Belle Rouge with a whip and a rattlesnake Cherokee with Southern Comfort venom...
Not wonders why the Sioux brave is mad...

Long trip, very long trip for man alone
traveling without is beloved tribe
only with the company in back horizon
of the words said to me by Medicine Man
and those hiccups that I can see
from him, long words in smoke signals,
now and then the silence will be broken
by some crazy brave beating a tam-tam.

Medicine Man, he says that I have brothers
near the big water in a place named “Yer-say”
a brother with a devilish vein and evil-eye
which never ever has taken a bath,
and other that wandered from big lake
to miss his marbles on the plains by south
where Apaches wear mean moccasins
to bed, but never them tell you why.

Big chief Sitting Bald told me once about
of some relatives that my father left behind
after pollinating many pale face’s flowers in
many with his braves raids on the white man,
they are called Brothers Ed, which is a shame,
no man should ever so short a name have,
they say that one is a Peewee or it is a Pawnee?
the other, an half injun smelling very bad.

Then the raising smoke was telling me of
of a southern belle with a whip for my hide,
and a little rattlesnake of a Cherokee coming
to make thing really hot for me on the prairie,
what with an Apache squaw using cheating
moccasins with turtle shells to kick about,
a brother in his bed not expecting but love
and a peaceful Sioux walking a little funny now.

Enough is enough for any self-respecting brave,
now someone poke a stick in my nest of wasps,
am looking forward to meet those filthy brothers
ant that promising lose mouth red head squaw,
this Sioux maybe is riding in a horse name Love
but that it is not what you will find in my heart,
am coming and coming fast, and when I arrive
I myself will kicking this time a pale face ass.