general custer

general custer told me, we were going for a ride, over by the big horn river, where the water is deep and wide, soon as i get my hair done, he said, "we will win the war, go on out and tell the boys, what they are fighting for", and he said, "a-give somebody a medal, give somebody a three-day pass, tell 'em 'bout a light at the end of the tunnel, and tell 'em to hold their sass, and pass me my lookin' glass", out in the buffalo moonlight, i thought i heard a bird, one old indian fighter went pale, said, "what was that i heard, sixteen thousand nightingales, stomping through the pass, tell that idiot matinee fool, to get us out and fast", and he yelled, "a-give somebody a medal, give somebody a three-day pass, tell 'em 'bout a light at the end of the tunnel, and tell 'em to hold their sass, and pass me my lookin' glass", dawn come up like taxes, and what d'you suppose i see, every indian in history, tapping his toes at me, things was lookin' shaky, some of them boys was large, and what do you suppose old custer done, you know, he hollered, "charge!", nobody told the indians, who old custer was, they commenced to stick to us, like peaches stick to fuzz, nobody told the indians, they was supposed to run, and just as they did custer in, what do you suppose he done, he hollered, "give somebody a medal, a-give somebody a three-day pass, tell 'em 'bout light at the end of the tunnel, and tell 'em to hold their sass, and pass me my lookin' glass"