Desertion At The Little Big Horn

When my girlie left me I was lonely as can be
So I went out West to join the cavalry
Signed up with Custer and I sported Army blue
And I swore to do my best to fight the mighty Sioux

Hup, two, three, four
Hup, two, three, four

Reveille calls and you're up in the morning
[?] rifle, just a-shootin' at the [?]
But I was hooked, my goose was cooked
All the arrows started flying when I showed my uniform

Hup, two, three, four
Hup, two, three, four

Late one night with a small band of men
Mr. Custer went a-lookin' for the old Redskin
[?] and the Injuns fightin' many times afore
And the spot to find the Sioux was by the Bighorn shore

Hup, two, three, four
Hup, two, three, four

Down in the draw and up in the rise
The drums kept a-beatin' as we marched through the rye
And as we neared that Bighorn shore
[?] Injuns a-comin' by the score

Hup, two, three, four
Hup, two, three, four

So we drew into a circle and we all hit the ground
Held our fire and waited for the bugle to sound
Soon those Injuns were on every hill, rake, and rise
But we all knew one thing, they couldn't take us by surprise

Hup, two, three, four
Hup, two, three, four

We were way outnumbered so I [?]
[?] scout and he headed back to fort
But I guess he didn't make it 'cause it was never known
I deserted Custer at the Little Bighorn!

Hup, two, three, four
Hup, two, three, four
Hup, two, three, four
Hup, two, three, four
Hup, two, three, four
Hup, two, three, four
Hup, two, three, four