Geronimo

The moon shone down with an eerie light
 And cast it's beam on the lonely night
 Shadows danced, a fluttering breeze
 Stirred dead branches in the trees
 The land laid waste, a chill in the air
 Was proof that disaster had struck there
 The moaning wind and the glistening snow
 Seemed to whisper, "Geronimo!"
 (Geronimo, Geronimo...)
 A train of settlers left one day
 From somewhere back east, they say
 A song in their heart and hopes unfurled
 To build a life in the western world
 Husband, wives, kids by the score
 Smiling faces, dreams galore
 Future bright, but soon they'd know
 The ominous name, Geronimo
 Storm clouds gathered a few weeks out
 Then came a spell of want and drought
 Sick with fear they lost their way
 On their knees they began to pray
 And the prays were answered, a guiding hand
 Showed the way to the promised land
 The wind moaned to let them know
 The man was known as, Geronimo
 (Geronimo, Geronimo...)
 A curl of smoke on the distant hill
 A sign of peril ignored until
 They suddenly saw with gasping breathe
 Their doom was sealed by the hand of death
 For there on a stallion sat their fate
 Filled with a devilry, savage hate
 Decked in war paint, all in glow
 The warrior chief, Geronimo
 The settler's wagons were wrecked and burnt
 Men were killed wherever they turned
 Nary a women or child were spared
 Those alive stood shocked and scared
 The nation mourned this carnage act
 Could hard believe the terrible fact
 The tomahawks swinging, arrows and bow
 Was a work of a man called, Geronimo
 (Geronimo, Geronimo...)
 He appeared one day at the stockade door
 Finally brought before the law to stand his trial
 The verdict he got
 Come to sunrise, he'd be shot
 The same moon shines on the lonely night
 And now it shines with a peaceful light
 But should you listen to the falling snow
 You can hear it murmur, "Geronimo!"
 (Geronimo, Geronimo...)