Oh, we can do better than that...


Pretty Redwing, Another Version

There once was an Indian maid
Who always was afraid
That some buckaroo
Would slip it up her slue
As she lay sleeping the whole night through

She had an idea grand
And filled it up with sand
So no big buck
In search of a fuck
Could reach the Promised Land

Oh, the moon shines bright on pretty Redwing
As she lay sleeping
There came a-creeping
A cowboy quietly came creeping
His heart a-leaping
As he spied her

Redwing sprang to life
Whipped out her Bowie knife
With two quick cuts
She severed his nuts
And then she stabbed him in the guts

The cowboy, he did die
Beneath the prairie sky
He stretched his luck
In search of a fuck
For Redwing was too sly

Oh, the moon shines bright on pretty Redwing
As she lies snoring
There hangs a warning
The cowboy's balls are now adorning
Her teepee awning
For all to see

But to her big surprise
Her belly began to rise
And out of her cunt
Came a little runt
Who had a strange look in his eyes

Poor Redwing was distressed
Until the Chief confessed
You can't pull the wool
Over Sitting Bull
At fucking, I'm the best

Oh, the moon shines bright on pretty Redwing
Within her teepee
The kid makes peepee
And Redwing constantly is sleepy
As she makes yippee
With Sitting Bull





Just goes to show you that everybody has a dirty song tradition. There are more, both American AND British. That one came from this book, which someone gave me for Christmas one year. Don't make me post The Ballad of Eskimo Nell or Charlotte the Harlot or the Marines' Hymn or The Winnipeg Whore...

By the way, this book does have a tune for the verse in the initial post of this thread, but it's under the title of The Man Who Fucked His Hat with slightly different lyrics.