Morning Glory (Intro)

[Intro]
Spyboy hollerin' at the crack of dawn
Lettin' everybody know them Injuns on their way
My father told me, "Son, you've got the crown
Just don't let nobody take it away"
So I told my gang, "Meet me out there on the battlefield
Oh, if you die that mornin', make sure you bet not kneel"
Well, I'ma tell you a story about how a Injun feel
When his feathers shootin' in the sky
And he shinin' like a star, jumpin' 'round
Shootin' coonafoona with a wagon wheel
Oh, he feels