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Lyricist: LORETTA LYNN
Lyrics:
Well, your pet name for me is Squaw When you come home a-drinking and can barely crawl And all that loving on me won't make things right Well, you're leaving me at home to keep the teepee clean Six papooses to break and wean Well, your Squaw is on the warpath tonight Well I found out a big brave chief The game you were hunting for ain't beef Get offa my hunting grounds and get outta my sight This war dance I'm doing means I'm fighting mad You don't need no more of what you've already had Your Squaw is on the warpath tonight Well, that fire water that you've been drinking Makes you feel bigger, but chief, you're shrinking Since you've been on that love-making diet Now don't hand me that old peace pipe There ain't no pipe can settle this fight Your Squaw is on the warpath tonight Well, I found out a big brave chief The game you're a hunting for ain't beef Get offa my hunting grounds and get outta my sight
This war dance I'm doing means I'm fighting mad You don't need no more of what you've already had Your Squaw is on the warpath tonight Yeah, your Squaw is on the warpath tonight
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