CAPO: 2 Intro: His mama was a Cherokee princess, or so it was said And his daddy was a Seminole rebel with a price on his head And the other kids teased him, but I never did see him to cry Man, there was some kind of righteous in the steel of his gun-metal eyes N.C. Run with the wolf, fly like the dove Mother below, Father above Weep with the earth, sing to the sky In the steel of your gun-metal eyes Well, he grew up in the washes and the rushes and the rain and the wind And the creatures of the forest and fields were his only real friends And the lily of the valley and the nettle of the plains taught him well And the new moon shone on him as he wandered through the gully and the dell N.C. Run with the wolf, fly like the dove Mother below, Father above Weep with the earth, sing to the sky In the steel of your gun-metal eyes Instrumental: