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A medicine man IMetSaid don't get yourself in a sweat.When things look gray,Just shrug and say,It musta been somethin' I et! hoctaws, chickasaws,Chattahoochees, chippewas do.If you're feeling mad as a wet hen,Mad as you can possibly get, thenPass that peacePipe, bury that tomahawkLike those chichamecks, Cherokees,Chapultepecs do.ThatCold shoulder never solved a single complaint.When you're older, you'll wipe off all of thatWarPaint.If you find yourself in a fury,Be your own judge and your ownJury.Pass that peace pipe and bury that hatchetLike the choctaws, chickasaws,SongtexteChattahoochees, chippewas do.If you want to hover out west, too,You will soonDiscover its best toPass that peace pipe and bury that hatchetLike the choktohs,Changos,Chattanoogas, cheekarohs do.Even in colonial days, youKnow theCeremonial ways toPass that peace pipe and bury that tomahawkLike those chakootamees,ChepachepsAn' chicopees, too.Pull your ears in, try to use a little control.When allClears in, you'll be top man on the totemPole.So, if you wanna be an all-right guyNot a long face, blues-in-the-night guy Write that apology and dispatch it!When you quarrel, its grand to patch it!Pass that peace pipe and bury that hatchetLikeThose choctaws, chickasaws,Chattahoochees, chippewasAnd those chichamecks,Cherokees,ChapultepecsAnd those chakootamees, chepachepsAn' chicopees, choktohs,Changos,Chattanoogas, cheekarohs do-o-o-o! Aus Songtexte Mania