MOURNING DOVE
A withered hand strokes his silver hair
The savory scent of his pipe fills the air
He sits alone in his rocking chair
Through the window of his cabin
He stares at the bay....
And his thoughts go stealing
And his mind goes reeling
Sailing on a sea of sensitive feeling
Traveling time to another day
Traveling time to another day
He remembers his youth and an Indian bride
Cool summer nights on a buffalo hide
Prairies, mountains, and valleys
Together they would ride
The sun in his face and her at his side
His heart swelling on a sea of pride
Then came the soldiers and Mourning Dove died
Then came the soldiers and Mourning dove died
The grass and the trees tried to comfort as he cried
But there was nowhere for his hurt to hide
His surging love would not subside
And he could not forget his Indian bride
And the senseless way in which she died
But that was back in the days of old
Before the prospector searched for gold
His love still burned
Though her body was cold
Her image was branded forever on his soul
But that was back in the days of old
Before the prospector searched for gold
He can still see her fiery eyes
And feel the touch of her body's desires
But that was back in the days of old
Before the prospector searched for gold
Back in the days of old
Now he speaks to the moon and rain
And Mother Earth his words proclaim
Like a howling wind on an open plain
Again and again echoes the refrain
Like the sound of a distant drum
The curse causeless does not come
The curse causeless does not come
In the silent darkness
When the night birds sing
Mourning dove comes
She's on the wing
Through the canyons of time
Her laughter rings
He feels her warmth
He cracks a smile
Her presence lingers with him awhile
Then comes the dawn and she is gone
Then comes the dawn and she is gone
A withered hand strokes his silver hair
The savory scent of his pipe fills the air
He sits alone in his rocking chair
Through the window of his cabin
He stares at the bay....
And his thoughts go stealing
And his mind goes reeling
Sailing on a sea of sensitive feeling
Traveling time to another day
Traveling time to another day
Copyright May 5, 1982 JGO/Spanky Mongo