Battle Of Little Big Horn Lyrics - Eddy Arnold

Have you ever heard the story 

Of the fight of Little Big Horn 

Right from the lips 

Of someone that saw? 

Well, I was there on that 

Cold and fateful morning 

Watched General Custer 

And the bloody massacre 

There were muskets 

Arrows, cannonballs a flyin' 

Yelling, screaming a lot of men were dyin' 

There at the Little Big Horn 

There were one thousand Indians 

Standing on the river bank 

Two hundred calvary 

Waited there with pride 

Then I saw chief Crazy Horse 

Leader of the Indians 

Old General Custer 

With his musket by his side 

Then Crazy Horse 

Started things with a yell 

That shattered the quiet 

Of the early morn 

General Custer gave out 

A mighty mighty roar 

And they met at the 

Little Big Horn 

There were muskets 

Arrows, cannonballs a flyin' 

Yelling, screaming a lot of men were dyin' 

There at the Little Big Horn 

Of the one thousand Indians 

There on the river bank 

Five hundred Indians 

Died in the fight 

And the brave calvary 

That had fought there that morning 

Two hundred men 

Not a single one survived 

There were muskets 

Arrows, cannonballs a flyin' 

Yelling, screaming a lot of men were dyin' 

There at the Little Big Horn