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Along about eighteen-hundred, I guess I took me a trip into the wilderness Crossed the Mississippi, let my rifle roar No white man had ever been there before I turned my face to the settin' sun And I lived by my knife and I lived by my gun I came to a river, called the Little Buffalo And met a pretty maiden, called Mooshatanio Refrain: Mooshatanio - Mooshatanio I hugged her and I kissed her on the Little Buffalo Mooshatanio - Mooshatanio The Big Chief's daughter was the Mooshatanio A brave, called Buzzard and a brave, called Crow And a brave called Hawk, was for Mooshatanio They had a big battle with the arrow and the bow And the Hawk shot the Buzzard and the Buzzard shot the Crow The Hawk and I went a-hunting on a hill And I knew, it was me, he was wanting to kill I left him a land where the honey suckles grow And said goodbye to my Mooshatanio SongtexteRefrain: I went back home, my Mother to see And stayed thirty years in Middle Tennessee When I got back to the Little Buffalo They showed me the grave of my Mooshatanio The young chief's heart was brave and true His hair was red and his eyes were blue His father and his mother, he let me know Was the Great White Spirit and the Mooshatanio Mooshatanio, Mooshatanio He was my son, but I couldn't let him know Mooshatanio, Mooshatanio The Great White Spirit and the Mooshatanio Refrain: Aus Songtexte Mania