In the Hall - AJ Nutter

One, two One, two, three, four We were 14 days from Toronto With a handmade highway for a friend Dave figured we were due to see a town He thought he saw some smoke drift round the bend It was ten o'clock when the Mohawks hit And the fun had just begun They tied a friend of mine with binder twine And left him to dry in the sun Well, Dave dropped first with an arrow in the head And his horse Smiley she fell screaming Oh, my poor Billy saw the blood in his hands He stared ahead like he was dreaming It was ten o'clock when the Mohawks hit And the fun had just begun They tied a friend of mine with binder twine And left him to dry in the sun, sun, sun, sun I made to the bushes, oh, I don't know how And lay there silent and sobbing I looked at Dave and I peered at Bill I saw their lifeblood dropping As the Indians continue, I thought of the rhyme I can't stop myself from repeating They tied a friend of mine with binder twine, oh And left him to dry in the sun