From the recording HoJames Band

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Words by Jim Latson, music by Steve Latson. Recorded and produced by Robin Hood Brians at Robinhood Studios, Tyler, TX.

Lyrics

YOUNG BRAVE HE CLIMBS A MESQUITE
TO SEE THE MAIDEN SHES OUT OF THE TIPI
THEN HE PRACTICES WITH HIS BOW, A REAL BRAVE HE’S GONNA SHOW ’EM

THE PAINTED BRAVE HE RIDES BY BUT HE DOESN’T SIGNAL
TO THE YOUNG BRAVE
HIS DAY IT HAS NOT COME FOR TO RIDE INTO WAR

CHORUS 1
NOT KNOWING HIS GREAT GRANDSON WOULD PROP HIS FOOT
AND LEAN AGAINST A BRICK WALL
BY THE RIBBONS IN THE DESERT

HE’D PRACTICE WITH HIS BOW
AS HE RODE HIS PONY PAST THE MAIDEN
AS SHE HELPED HER MOTHER STRETCH THE SKINS

HER LONG BLACK HAIR A TOUCH OF VERMILLION BLOWN BY THE WIND
NEVER FORGIVEN
SHES NOT OLD ENOUGH FOR THE YOUNG BRAVE SO HE WAITED FOR LOVE AND WAR

CHORUS 1

FINALLY THE WARRIOR HE RODE BY
AND GAVE THE SIGNAL, TO THE YOUNG BRAVE
BLOOD RED HANDPRINT ON HIS PONY, NOW HE’S A WARRIOR TO BE

BOW IN HAND AND QUIVER LOADED
HIS PAINTED PONY DISAPPEARING WAR PAINT IS NOT FOR PLAY
HE’D LONG AWAITED THIS DAY

CHORUS

THE YOUNG MAIDEN SHE WATCHED EVERY DAY
FOR A SILHOUETTE IN THE DESERT
THEN HE RODE UP SLOWLY AND LIFTED HER ON HIS PONY, A MAN

HE PLEASED HER FATHER
WHAT A GREAT WARRIOR HE HAD BEEN
THE CEREMONY WAS SOON AS WAR SURELY LOOMED

CHORUS 2
NOT KNOWING THEIR GREAT GRANDSON
WOULD PROP HIS FOOT AND LEAN
AGAINST A BRICK WALL BY THE RIBBONS IN THE DESERT

GREAT IRON HORSES GATHERED FROM THE RIBBONS IN THE DESERT
SIGN SAYS DON’T GIVE THE INDIANS MONEY
THEY’LL ONLY SPEND IT ON WHISKEY

SPEND IT ON WHISKEY AND PROP THEIR FOOT
AND LEAN, AGAINST A BRICK WALL
BY THE RIBBONS IN THE DESERT

I GAVE THEM EACH A FIN, ONE SAID HOW BOUT MY BROTHER
HE’S SICK UNDER THE OVERPASS, I GAVE HIM ANOTHER
I GUESS HE’LL PROP HIS FOOT AND LEAN AGAINST THE BRICK WALL
BY THE RIBBONS IN THE DESERT