Letra de Little Big Horn (Reworked Version 2003; 2017 Remaster)
Hey, Mr. Custer, why do you dare the hand of fate? The claw of death waits to grave A golden medal, your honor idolized Your heart is stone, your blood is icedCeaseless rifle fire Blowing your dreams away The barrels are running hot What a painful bloody dayLast fight at little big horn The hand of death was waiting To take the soldier blue awayLast fight at little big horn Where the last command was given And all the soldiers fought in vainThe soldiers are riding, unprepared for the attack A touch of death, the shotguns crack The blood is flowing, the desert sand turns red Why did you lead them to this trap?Ceaseless rifle fire Blowing your dreams away The barrels are running hot What a painful bloody dayLast fight at little big horn The hand of death was waiting To take the soldier blue awayLast fight at little big horn Where the last command was given And all the soldiers fought in vain, oh little big hornCeaseless rifle fire Blowing your dreams away The barrels are running hot What a painful bloody dayLast fight at little big horn The hand of death was waiting To take the soldier blue awayLast fight at little big horn Where the last command was given And all the soldiers fought in vainLast fight at little big horn The hand of death was waiting To take the soldier blue awayLast fight at little big horn Where the last command was given And all the soldiers fought in vain, oh little big horn