He was just a boy
They called him Rising Sun
He grew up proud and strong
Sound of ancient songs
Ringing in his ears
For so many years
Now he's grown a man
The music dies
Just hear the sound of battlefights
Hear the shooting guns
The soldiers rise
The Indian run
Ride on, Indian soldier
You want to be free
Give him back his country
He's the last Apache
The last Apache
Hear the distant drums
Fighting their last fight
It ended overnight
Gave his life in vain
Rising Sun
Won't shine again
Ride on, Indian soldier
You want to be free
Give him back his country
He's the last Apache
The last Apache
Once the Indians were free
To live in their own country
Then came the white man
He took away their land
And only one of them survived
He is the last Apache
Ride on, Indian soldier
You want to be free
Give him back his country
He's the last Apache
The last Apache
The last Apache
They called him Rising Sun
He grew up proud and strong
Sound of ancient songs
Ringing in his ears
For so many years
Now he's grown a man
The music dies
Just hear the sound of battlefights
Hear the shooting guns
The soldiers rise
The Indian run
Ride on, Indian soldier
You want to be free
Give him back his country
He's the last Apache
The last Apache
Hear the distant drums
Fighting their last fight
It ended overnight
Gave his life in vain
Rising Sun
Won't shine again
Ride on, Indian soldier
You want to be free
Give him back his country
He's the last Apache
The last Apache
Once the Indians were free
To live in their own country
Then came the white man
He took away their land
And only one of them survived
He is the last Apache
Ride on, Indian soldier
You want to be free
Give him back his country
He's the last Apache
The last Apache
The last Apache
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