Scalp Song Lyrics (1916)
The tribes go forth to war,
Their scalp songs ring afar;
Bright the blood-red camp-fires gleaming,
Mad with thirst the war-hawks screaming;
Signal smoke soars high,
Beckons in the sky,
Old men shake their calabashes,
Warriors dance amid the ashes,
Maidens sobbing, war-drums throbbing,
War!
Far and wide their host is scattered,
Spears are broken, shields are battered;
Miami! Yuh! Yuh! Yuh! Yuh!
Miami! Yuh! Yuh! Yuh! Yuh!
Race them, chase them, pound them, hound them
Wow!
Their scalp songs ring afar;
Bright the blood-red camp-fires gleaming,
Mad with thirst the war-hawks screaming;
Signal smoke soars high,
Beckons in the sky,
Old men shake their calabashes,
Warriors dance amid the ashes,
Maidens sobbing, war-drums throbbing,
War!
Far and wide their host is scattered,
Spears are broken, shields are battered;
Miami! Yuh! Yuh! Yuh! Yuh!
Miami! Yuh! Yuh! Yuh! Yuh!
Race them, chase them, pound them, hound them
Wow!