Smoke rises from a fire that warms the small cabin there
As the young girl inside lights her man's big pipe
And kisses him goodnight
But he is still and stares even deeper into the red flames that burn in the night
In Henhough
Around the fires of the Crow tribe the elders used to say:
"The Sun Man's day ends only when her moon comes out to play,
Got to meet him down in Henhough, Henhough or die"
In the valley of Doverton two orphan babies lay
One called Wade Alaska, the other b...