Whirlwind you must know he can't leave  Ever since he was young he had known what a man should know  With no hatred inside  Whirlwind take the wife and the child  Find the trail that leads south  To the lands they have given you  The new home for your tribe  Brother of Blood  I have heard that the soldiers are two moons away  They come with many guns  And death is waiting for a brave man  such as you  Goodbye my friend you must be on your way  Down through the canyons we wait and we pray  Goodbye my friend you can linger no more  Gun smoke is rising so run to that war  Beyond the hills the far horizon  In the purple evening sky  You'll fild the Valley of Walhalla  There when you die