[Verse 1]
An Indian brave rolled along one day on a lonely mountain trail
And he gazed below with a heart of woe where the prairie schoolers sail
A vision formed like a mortal storm in the dust of the wagon train
A vanishing race appeared in space and he sang this sad refrain

[Chorus]
Oh wagon trains rollin'
They fade from my vision
And in time will be
I see any golden space
My people will follow
A vanishing race

[Verse 2]
Now great spirits on high
Please spare them the sorrow
You show to my eyes
Now my blanket I roll
And ride to the valley
Of the brave Navajo
Vanishing Navajo
Who in time will be gone