[Verse]
Old Apache squaw how many long lean years you saw
How many bitter winter nights shivering in a cold teepee shivering in a cold teepee
Old Apache squaw how many hungry kids you saw
How many bloody warriors running to the sea fleeing to the sea
Well now they tell me that you saw Cochise when he made his last stand
He said the next white man that sees my face is going to be a dead white man
Old Apache squaw how many broken hearts you saw
Have you had misty eyes for years could that mist be tears could that mist be tears
Well now they tell me

[Outro]
Old Apache squaw