[Verse 1]
Hoofprints and footprints, deep ruts the wagons made
The victor and the loser came by here
No headstones, but these bones bring the Mescalero death moans
See the smooth black nuggets by the thousands lying here
Petrified, but justified are these apache tears

[Verse 2]
Dead grass and dry roots, hunger crying in the night
Ghost of broken hearts and laws are here
And who saw the young squaw, they judged by their whiskеy law
Tortured 'til she died of pain and fеar
Where the soldiers lay her back are the black apache tears

[Verse 3]
The young men, the old men, the guilty and the innocent
Bled red blood and chilled alike with fears
No red men, no white men, no fight ever took this land
So don't raise no dust when you pass here
And they're sleeping and in my keeping are these apache tears