Geronimo's Cadillac

They put Geronimo in jail down south Where he couldn't look a gift horse in the mouth Sergeant, Sergeant, don't you feel There's something wrong with your automobile? Governor, Governor, now aint it strange They didn't have no cars on the Indian range? Warden, Warden, listen to me Be brave and set Geronimo free Whoa, boys, take me back I wanna ride in Geronimos Cadillac Warden, Warden, don't you know That prisoners have no place to go? Took Old Geronimo by storm Ripped off the feathers from his uniform Jesus tells me, I believe it's true The red man is in the sunset too Took all their land and they wont give it back Sent Geronimo a Cadillac

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