RUNNING BEAR
WRITER J.P. RICHARDSON

On the banks of the river stood Runnin' Bear, young Indian brave On the other side of the river stood his lovely Indian maid Little White Dove was-a her name, such a lovely sight to see But their tribes fought with each other so their love could never be CHORUS Runnin' Bear loved Little White Dove with a love big as the sky Runnin' Bear loved Little White Dove with a love that couldn't die He couldn't swim the raging river 'cause the river was too wide He couldn't reach Little White Dove, waiting on the other side In the moonlight he could see her blowing kisses 'cross the waves Her little heart was beating faster, waiting there for her brave CHORUS Runnin' Bear dove in the water, Little White Dove did the same And they swam out to each other through the swirling stream they came As their hands touched and their lips met, the ragin' river pulled them down Now they'll always be together in that happy hunting ground CHORUS (With a love that couldn't die)  Transcribed by Ronald E. Hontz ronhontz@worldnet.att.net