The Vanishing Race

Oh, wagon trains rollin' along They fade from my visions and in time will be gone I, I see an eagle in space My people will follow oh oh, a vanishing race An Indian brave rolled along one day On a lonely mountain trail And he gazed below with a heart of woe Where the prairie schooners sail A vision formed like a mortal storm In the dust of the wagon train A vanishing race appeared in space And he sang his sad refrain Oh, wagon trains rollin' along They fade from my visions and in time will be gone I, I see an eagle in space And my people will follow a vanishing race Oh, now great spirits on high Please spare them the sorrow you show to my eye Now my blankets are roll And I ride to the valley of the brave Navajo And I ride to the valley of the brave Navajo A vanishing Navajo