Draw little indians–yes indeed. Wear those feathers–and plant your seed.
Dance around the fire–without greed. Pray–so that God will feed.
Oh Please God–let it rain, Oh-Please God–let it rain.
We don’t want–to feel this pain. Oh God–won’t you let it rain.
Crying little indians–don’t cry no-more. God is here now–to explore.
Have much faith–in him. Don’t let–your hearts go dim.
Feel–the breeze go by. But please–don’t you cry.
It will rain–it really will. You will see-up on the hill.
A nice flow of water–did it rain. Oh Thank you God–for seeing our pain.
Crying little indians–tell God your need. Wear those feathers– and plant your seed.