(instruments tuning) - That thing's screwed on just right.

Hi, I'm Arigon Starr.

♪ They put a white guy in tan make-up ♪ ♪ They put a black wig on his head ♪ ♪ It's no wonder we ain't on tee-vee ♪ ♪ They all think we're dead ♪ (tapping guitar): ♪ They write songs ♪ ♪ They make movies ♪ ♪ About Indians long ago ♪ ♪ All those pictures never look like ♪ ♪ Indian folks I know ♪ ♪ Please do not ♪ - ♪ Please do not ♪ - ♪ Touch the Indians ♪ ♪ It's my world, my only home ♪ ♪ Please do not ♪ - ♪ Please do not ♪ - ♪ Touch the Indians ♪ ♪ Way ya, hey ya, way ya, hey yo ♪ (song continues) ♪ Old-time Westerns ♪ ♪ Show warriors as fools ♪ ♪ And as liars ♪ ♪ Cartoon Indians ♪ ♪ Dancing 'round ♪ ♪ A captive set on fire ♪ ♪ A producer takes a call ♪ ♪ From a studio on the phone ♪ ♪ They want him to remake "Geronimo" ♪ ♪ With Sylvester Stallone ♪ ♪ Please do not ♪ - ♪ Please do not ♪ - ♪ Touch the Indians ♪ ♪ It's my world, my only home ♪ ♪ Please do not ♪ - ♪ Please do not ♪ - ♪ Touch the Indians ♪ ♪ Way ya, hey ya, way ya, hey yo ♪ ♪ Hey, whoo!

♪ (fiddle solo playing) (solo continues) (solo continues) (solo continues) Hey!

(solo continues) (yips) (solo continues) Whoo!

(tempo slows) ♪ A so-called expert gave Hollywood ♪ ♪ Knowledge that was a gem ♪ ♪ "The best way to learn their history ♪ ♪ Is to tell it all to them" ♪ (first tempo resumes): ♪ Don't expect to do much learnin' ♪ ♪ From movies or tee-vee ♪ ♪ They'll put tipis in Seattle ♪ ♪ Or buffaloes in Chinle ♪ ♪ Please do not ♪ - ♪ Please do not ♪ - ♪ Touch the Indians ♪ ♪ It's my world, my only home ♪ ♪ Please do not ♪ - ♪ Please do not ♪ - ♪ Touch the Indians ♪ ♪ Way ya, hey ya, way ya, hey yo ♪ ♪ Please do not ♪ - ♪ Please do not ♪ - ♪ Touch the Indians ♪ ♪ It's my world, my only home ♪ ♪ Please do not ♪ - ♪ Please do not ♪ - ♪ Touch the Indians ♪ ♪ Way ya, hey ya, way ya, hey yo ♪ ♪ Way ya, hey ya, way ya, hey yo ♪ (vocalizing) (vocalizing) (song ends) (cheering and applauding) - One, two, three.

(playing "Junior Frybread") - ♪ He was the biggest Indian guy ♪ ♪ In the history of the tribe ♪ ♪ Custom overalls and a four-X shirt-- whoo!

♪ ♪ Living large and living fast ♪ ♪ He never came in last ♪ ♪ He was a wicked Indian doughboy running wild ♪ ♪ He thought he had been to every stall ♪ ♪ He would be the judge of them all ♪ ♪ There goes Junior Frybread ♪ ♪ He been looking everywhere ♪ ♪ Hey, now, Junior Frybread ♪ ♪ The best bread's over there ♪ (song continues) (yips) (song continues) ♪ He wiped the grease from his chin ♪ ♪ And he threw the plate in the bin ♪ ♪ And he contemplated another piece of bread ♪ ♪ He ate salt, grease, and flour ♪ ♪ Every day, every hour ♪ ♪ He was a connoisseur of Indian frybread ♪ ♪ He thought he had been ♪ ♪ To every stall ♪ ♪ He would be the judge of them all ♪ Hm!

♪ Well, there goes Junior Frybread ♪ ♪ He been looking everywhere ♪ ♪ Hey, now, Junior Frybread ♪ ♪ The best bread's over there ♪ (song continues) (whoops) (fiddle solo playing) (exclaiming) (solo continues) (solo continues) ♪ His sweaty temples pounded ♪ ♪ As the smell of frybread abounded ♪ ♪ He closed his eyes and he let out a heavy sigh ♪ (gasps) ♪ The booth ran out of propane ♪ ♪ Causing Junior to go insane ♪ ♪ He collapsed ♪ (voice trembling): ♪ And he began to ♪ (gasping) ♪ Cry ♪ (strumming rapidly) He said it like this.

(in deep voice): ♪ "Though my final sample ♪ ♪ "Was denied ♪ ♪ "I am the king of frybread ♪ ♪ Till I die!"

♪ (taps guitar) (in normal voice): I'm sure he's from Stroud.

(original rhythm resumes): ♪ There goes Junior Frybread ♪ ♪ He been looking everywhere ♪ ♪ Hey, now, Junior Frybread ♪ ♪ The bean bread is over there ♪ (song continues) (yips, song ends) (audience cheers and applauds) This is a song about love and life.

Ready?

- Hey!

- A one, two, three, two, two... (playing "Mountain Windsong") (fiddle solo playing) - ♪ Wind blows ♪ ♪ From down the hills ♪ ♪ Carrying her song ♪ ♪ She loves ♪ ♪ A man from there ♪ ♪ Even though he's gone ♪ ♪ She never walked on the Trail of Tears ♪ ♪ Her heart knows where you are ♪ ♪ Her love for him ♪ ♪ Will last ♪ ♪ Longer than the stars ♪ (holding note) ♪ He vowed he would return ♪ ♪ No matter what the cost ♪ ♪ Fighting ♪ ♪ Through every fear ♪ ♪ He'd get back ♪ ♪ What he lost ♪ ♪ Though he walked through the Trail of Tears ♪ ♪ His heart knows where you are ♪ ♪ His love for her ♪ ♪ Will last ♪ ♪ Longer than the stars ♪ (holding note) ♪ Riding back ♪ ♪ Through their old woods ♪ ♪ Familiar though it seems ♪ ♪ He looked up ♪ ♪ To see her there ♪ ♪ The woman of his dream ♪ (vocalizing) ♪ Wind blows ♪ ♪ From down the hills ♪ ♪ Carrying their song ♪ ♪ Cherokee woman and man ♪ ♪ Home where they belong ♪ ♪ They won't forget their Trail of Tears ♪ ♪ They're happy as they are ♪ ♪ Their love for life ♪ ♪ Will last ♪ ♪ Longer than the stars ♪ (holding note) ♪ Longer than the stars ♪ ♪ Longer than ♪ ♪ The stars ♪ (holds note, song ending) (audience cheers and applauds)