Ten little Indian boys


The first little Indian gave squaw pretty feather




The second little Indian made her an Indian dollar




Well the third little Indian gave her moccasin leather




The squaw didn't like 'em at all


The fourth little Indian took her riding in his big canoe




The fifth little Indian took her down the waterfall




The sixth little Indian taught the squaw how to woo-woo




But the squaw didn't like 'em at all


One little, two little, three little Indians




Four little, five little, six little Indians




Seven little, eight little, nine little Indians




Ten little Indian boys


The seventh little Indian took her over to his teepee




The eighth little Indian tried to give her a love poem




The ninth little Indian said 'You're my Kemosabe'




The squaw didn't like 'em at all


The tenth little Indian said it really didn't matter




He acted like himself and he didn't look at her




The squaw didn't care if he never did a thing




Cause she loved the tenth Indian boy


Loved the tenth Indian boy


Loved the tenth Indian boy


Loved the tenth Indian boy