Wichitowa

Wichitowa
Susie Warley

Into the night he sang his haunting song
Here on these hallowed grounds where they used to dance
Hand in hand and frolic in the sun

And in a voice soft and low
Like the whisperin’ wind in the willows
I heard him singin’ his dirges to the moon and he sang, yes he sang
Wichitowa, why did you go when I needed you so
My Wichitowa, I guess I’ll never know
Why you had, why you had to go

Like the swan’s last song he sang into the night
Under the pale moonlight and in the shadows
He thought he saw her face and

And in a voice soft and low
Like the whisperin’ wind in the willows
I heard him singin’ his dirges to the moon and he sang, yes he sang
Wichitowa, why did you go when I needed you so
My Wichitowa, I guess I’ll never know
Why you had, why you had to go

And in a voice soft and low
Like the whisperin’ wind in the willows
I heard him singin’ his dirges to the moon and he sang, yes he sang
Wichitowa, why did you go when I needed you so
My Wichitowa, I guess I’ll never know
Why you had, why you had to go
And leave me here all alone
Wichitowa