Little Big Horn (1991) (исполнитель: Running Wild)
Hey Mr. Custer, why d'you dare the hand of fate The claw of death waits to grab golden medal, your honor idolized Your heart is stone, yout blood is iced Ceasless rifle fire, blowing your dreams away The barrels [bad word] hot, what a painful, bloody day Last fight at Little Big Horn The hand of death was waiting To take the soldier blue away Last fight at Little Big Horn Where the [bad word] was given And all the soldiers fought in vain The soldiers're riding unprepared for the attack touch of death, the shotguns crack The blood is flowing, the desert sand turns red Why did you lead them to this trap?