Kicking Bird Wovenhand

The songs begin at nightfall
The wind blows to the north
The wind is blowing stronger
It blows my tail to the north

See the small dogs come running
See the poor dogs come running
See the horsemen come after
See the horsemen come laughing

The songs begin at nightfall
The wind blows to the north
The wind is blowing stronger
It blows my tail to the north
Native American Plains Chant