[Verse 1]
They were from two warring tribes
So their love could never be
He was a painted Apache
And she was a Cherokee
He was stealing her father's horses
When he saw her standing there
Moon braided bits of silver
All through her long black hair

[Chorus]
War paint and soft feathers
Love was meant to be
Even though he was Apache
She was a blue-eyed Cherokee
War paint and soft feathers
Under the pale moonlight
Doing what tribal laws forbid
As drums brought the silence of the night

[Verse 2]
His strong arms circled round her waist
His headband touched her brow
They were of two different tongues
But their lips met anyhow
Next to a small oak tree
Crossed spears forbid their love
There'd been no peace between their tribes
Long as eagles soar above
[Chorus]
War paint and soft feathers
Love was meant to be
Even though he was Apache
She was a blue-eyed Cherokee
War paint and soft feathers
Under the pale moonlight
Doing what tribal laws forbid
As drums brought the silence of the night

[Verse 3]
Now the leaves have fallen to the ground
Over and over again
From the small oak tree grown taller
Where once crossed spears had been
A young man rides his pinto horse
And he stands there tall and free
The son of a wild Apache
And a blue-eyed Cherokee

[Chorus]
War paint and soft feathers
Love was meant to be
Even though he was Apache
She was a blue-eyed Cherokee
War paint and soft feathers
Under the pale moonlight
Doing what tribal laws forbid
As drums brought the silence of the night
[Outro]
War paint and soft feathers
Love was meant to be
Even though he was Apache
She was a blue-eyed Cherokee
War paint and soft feathers
Under the pale moonlight
Doing what tribal laws forbid