‎‎‎/≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈\ TOP 1 /≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈\
‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎    ‎‎  ‎Come all of you, my brother scouts            |‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎   ‎‎‎‎  But brothers, we are failing
‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎ ‎‎ And join me in my song                     |‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎   ‎‎        ‎‎ Our race is almost run
‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎     ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎Come let us sing together                    |‎‎   ‎‎  ‎‎           The days of elk and buffalo
‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎   ‎‎  Though the shadows fall so long               |‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎        ‎‎   And beaver traps are done
‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎ Of all the old frontiersmen                  |               Oh, the days of elk and buffalo
‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎       ‎‎  ‎‎ That used to scour the plain                 |                     It fills my heart with pain
‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎ There are but very few of them               |          To know those days are past and gone
                     That with us still remain                    |‎‎‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎           To never come again
‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎    ‎‎   ‎‎   ‎‎   ‎‎   ‎‎   ‎‎   ‎‎   ‎‎   ‎‎   ‎‎   ‎‎   ‎‎   ‎‎   ‎‎                |‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎   ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎   
‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎ ‎‎  Day after day they're dropping off            |‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎   ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎   We fought against the re.dskins
‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎  ‎‎  They're going one by one           ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎   |  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎   ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎   Over valley, hill and plain
‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎   ‎‎Our clan is fast decreasing                   |‎‎           We fought him in the mountaintop
                     Our race is almost run                       |‎‎ ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎   ‎‎ ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  And fought him down again
                                                                                |‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎   ‎‎‎‎  But those fighting days are over
  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎ ‎‎    There are many of our numbers                |‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎   ‎‎  ‎‎      ‎ ‎‎The Indian yell resounds
‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎       ‎‎  That never wore the blue                    |‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎      ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎ No more along the border
            But faithfully they did their part                 |‎‎‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎   ‎‎ ‎‎   Peace sends far sweeter sounds
‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎ ‎‎  As brave men, tried and true                   |  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎    ‎‎
                They never joined the army                    |‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎But we found great joy, our comrades
                But had other work to do           ‎‎       |‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ To hear and make it die
‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  Tn piloting the coming folks        ‎‎        |          We won bright homes for gentle ones
‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎ ‎‎‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎  To help them safely through       ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎‎‎  ‎‎     |               And now our West, goodbye
‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎           ‎‎    |                                               🌞
‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎           ‎‎    |                                       🌾🧉🌿
‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎  ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎           ‎‎    |                                 
\≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈\ Thank you Rockstar <3 /≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈/