Geronimos Cadillac

Well they put Geronimo in jail down south
Where he couldnt look the gift horse in the mouth
Sergeant, sergeant, dont you feel
Theres something wrong with that automobile
Warden, warden, please listen to me
Be brave and set Geronimo free
Governor, governor, isnt it strange
They didnt have no cars on the Indian range
Whoa boys, take me back
I want to ride in Geronimos Cadillac
Whoa boys, take me back
I want to ride in Geronimos Cadillac

Warden, warden, dont you know
Prisoners have no place to go
They took old Geronimo by storm
Ripped off the feathers from his uniform
Jesus tells me I believe its true
The red man is in the sunset too
Took all his land, now they wont give it back
And they sent Geronimo a Cadillac
Whoa boys, take me back
I want to ride in Geronimos Cadillac
Whoa boys, take me back
I want to ride in Geronimos Cadillac