There is a storm on the prairie tonight,
     N' they call it the Devil's rain.
          And it burns deep inside of the cold heart of man,
               Causes' his hatred and his pain.

     I said ooh-ooh wee, how much more you could be.
     I said ooh-ooh wee, how much more you could be.

In rode Mr. Big-shot from out of the east,
     visions of glory in his head.
          He came to kill the Redman but that didn't work,
               so he shot down all the horses instead.

     I said ooh-ooh wee, how much more you could be.
     How much, tell me how much?
     I said ooh-ooh wee, how much more you could be.
     How high, teach me how to fly.

          And you can fly up higher.
          Love can take you where you want to go.
          So dance outside of the fire.
          Love can teach you all you need to know,
          to go higher.

Way out, in the distance hear the Army's bugle call.
Their playin' that 'Boots-n-Saddles' and they're,
comin' to kill us all.

     And ooh-ooh wee, how much more you could be.
     How much, tell me how much?
     I said ooh-ooh wee, how much more you could be.
     How high, teach me how to fly.

          And you can fly up higher.
          Love can take you where you want to go.
          So dance outside of the fire.
          Cause love can teach you all you need to know,
          to go higher.

          How much, tell me how much?
          How high, teach me how to fly.
          How much, tell me how much?
          How high, teach me how to fly.