He was just a boy
They called him Rising Sun
He grew up proud and strong

Sound of ancient songs
Ringing in his ears
For so many years

Now he's grown a man
The music dies
Just hear the sound of battlecries

Hear the shooting guns
The soldiers rise
The Indian run

Ride on, Indian soldier
You want to be free
Give him back his country
He's the last Apache
The last Apache

Hear the distant drums
Fighting their last fight
It ended overnight

Gave his life in vain
Rising Sun
Won't shine again

Ride on, Indian soldier
You want to be free
Give him back his country
He's the last Apache
The last Apache

Once the Indians were free
To live in their own country
Then came the white man
He took away their land
And only one of them survived
He is the last Apache

Ride on, Indian soldier
You want to be free
Give him back his country
He's the last Apache
The last Apache

The last Apache
The last Apache
The last Apache