Little Big Horn
Музыка: Rolf Kasparek
Текст: Rolf Kasparek

Hey Mr.Custer!
Why do you dare the hand of fate?
The claw of death awaits to grab.
golden medal, your honor idolized.
Your heart is stone, your blood is iced.
 [bad word] 
Ceaseless rifle fire
blowing your dreams away.
The barrels [bad word] hot.
What a painful bloody day!
 [bad word] 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 are 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?
 [bad word] 
Ceaseless rifle fire
blowing your dreams away.
The barrels [bad word] hot.
What a painful bloody day!
 [bad word] 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.
Oh, Little Big Horn!

                (SOLO)        
 [bad word] 
Ceaseless rifle fire
blowing your dreams away.
The barrels [bad word] hot.
What a painful bloody day!
 [bad word] (2x):
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.
Oh, Little Big Horn!