CRIMSON PARSONS

by Keith Secola, based on a song by Peter LaFarge
© 1992 AKINA

They called him the Crimson Parson
The Reverend Shivington
The history books don't recommend him
For all the trouble he begun
(???,) take down Indians, old and young
Was his battle cry
The Reverend Colonel Shivington
With his Bible by his side.

In the valley of the Sand Creek
Lived a peaceful tribe
Shivington knew them for their peace
But glory was his pride
In the middle of the night,
They fell upon a place, The ??? his victory dance in disgrace
The Reverend Colonel Shivington
With a long knife by his side.

All the way out to Sitting Bull
They told their mournful tale
Warpaths smoked as they haven't smoked
Since they cut the Oregon Trail
The next twelve years Indian wars
Scattered about the land
The Reverend Colonel Shivington
Did it all with his little band.

Repeat first verse

Sorry, I can't make out some of the words. I will see if I can get them clarified and post the corrections.