作词 : Cash Old Apache Squaw, how many long lean years you saw? How many bitter winter nights shiverin' in a cold teepee? Shiverin' in a cold teepee Old Apache Squaw, how many hungry kids you saw? How many bloody warriors runnin' to the sea, fleein' to the sea? Well, now they tell me that you saw CochiseWhen he made his last stand He said, "The next white man that sees my faceIs gonna be a dead white man" Old Apache Squaw, how many broken hearts you saw? Have you had misty eyes for years? Could that mist be tears? Could that mist be tears? Well, now they tell me that you saw CochiseWhen he made his last stand He said, "The next white man that sees my faceIs gonna be a dead white man" Old Apache Squaw, how many broken hearts you saw? You've had misty eyes for years Could that mist be tears? Could that mist be tears? Old Apache Squaw
作词 : Cash Old Apache Squaw, how many long lean years you saw? How many bitter winter nights shiverin' in a cold teepee? Shiverin' in a cold teepee Old Apache Squaw, how many hungry kids you saw? How many bloody warriors runnin' to the sea, fleein' to the sea? Well, now they tell me that you saw CochiseWhen he made his last stand He said, "The next white man that sees my faceIs gonna be a dead white man" Old Apache Squaw, how many broken hearts you saw? Have you had misty eyes for years? Could that mist be tears? Could that mist be tears? Well, now they tell me that you saw CochiseWhen he made his last stand He said, "The next white man that sees my faceIs gonna be a dead white man" Old Apache Squaw, how many broken hearts you saw? You've had misty eyes for years Could that mist be tears? Could that mist be tears? Old Apache Squaw
