his mama was a cherokee princess or so it was said and his daddy was a seminole rebel with a price on his head and the other kids teased him but i never did see him to cry man there was some kind of righteous in the steel of his gun metal eyes run with the wolf fly like the dove mother below father above weep with the earth sing to the sky in the steel of your gun metal eyes well he grew up in the washes and the rushes and the rain and the wind and the creatures of the forest and field were his only real friends and the lily of the valley and the nettle of the plains taught him well and the new moon shone on him as he wandered through the gully and the dell run with the wolf fly like the dove mother below father above weep with the earth sing to the sky in the steel of your gun metal eyes it was one misty morning when he heard the big bulldozers groan and the chainsaws and the fellin of trees and the breakin of stone and the boss man knew better but he had an empire to raise and one lone man before him with a rifle and doom on his face run with the wolf fly like the dove mother below father above weep with the earth sing to the sky in the steel of your gun metal eyes get on home cried the owner cause i hold the deed to this land and i ain t got no time to be foolin with no wild injun man and he gathered his strong boys around him and he called his police but there was no lookin back for the son of a seminole chief run with the wolf fly like the dove mother below father above weep with the earth sing to the sky in the steel of your gun metal eyes now some say he died in the fightin and was buried that day and some say he raged like an angel and he chased em away but the green hills stand silent and nobody goes there no more just the ghosts and the memories and the shadows of a dark forest floor run with the wolf fly like the dove mother below father above weep with the earth sing to the sky in the steel of your gun metal eyes in the steel of your gun metal eyes