Wednesday, June 04, 2003
You may not be aware...
You may not have the slightest clue, that what you really more than any other thing on earth right now wanted to hear. Not just wanted, but needed to hear, Is Indian Outlaw by Tim McGraw. How do I know your heart's greatest single desire at this point in time you ask yourself? Well Because I, omnipotent L, know all. And I know that since I had to enjoy this song while driving in my car earlier today, that you dear reader, are green with envy at my joy. And want nothing more than to have the lyrics posted right here for your very owning reading pleasures, So without further ado, I bring you
"Indian Outlaw"
I'm an Indian outlaw
Half Cherokee and
Choctaw (that's me, well 1/16th of me anyway)
My baby she's a Chippewa
She's one of a kind
All my friends call me Bear Claw
The Village Cheaftin' is my paw-paw
He gets his orders from my maw-maw
She makes him walk the line
You can find me in my wigwam
I'll be beatin' on my tom-tom
Pull out the pipe and smoke you some
Hey and pass it around
'Cause I'm an Indian outlaw
Half Cherokee and Choctaw
My baby she's a Chippewa
She's one of a kind
I ain't lookin' for trouble
We can ride my pony double
Make your little heart bubble
Lord, Like a glass of wine
I remember the medicine man
He caught runnin' water in my hands
Drug me around by my headband
Said I wasn't her kind
Cause I'm an Indian outlaw
Half Cherokee and Choctaw
My baby she's a Chippewa
She's one of a kind
I can kill a deer or buffalo
With just my arrow and my hickory bow
From a hundred yards don't you know
I do it all the time (that's my Dad, haha)
They all gather 'round my teepee
Late at night tryin' to catch a peek at me
In nothin' but my buffalo briefs
I got 'em standin' in line
Cause I'm an Indian outlaw
Half Cherokee and Choctaw
My baby she's a Chippewa
She's one of a kind
Cherokee people
Cherokee tribe
So proud to live
So proud to die
BWAHHAHHAHHA, thou shalt suffer as I have!
♥Oh, so vintage... 3:54 PM
