Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Give It Back to the Indians, artist - Ella Fitzgerald. Date of issue: 08.10.2012
Song language: English
Give It Back to the Indians |
| Old Peter Minuet had nothing to lose when he bought the isle of Manhatten |
| For twenty-six dollars and a bottle of booze and they threw in the Bronx and |
| Staten |
| Pete thought that he had the best of the bargin but the poor red man just |
| grinned |
| And he grunted «ugh!» |
| meaning okay in his jargon for he knew poor Pete was |
| skinned |
| We’ve tried to run the city, but the city ran away |
| And now Peter Minuet |
| We can’t continue it |
| Broadway’s turning into Coney |
| Champagne Charlie’s drinking gin |
| Old New York is new and phony |
| Give it back to the Indians! |
| Two cents more to smoke a Lucky |
| Dodging busses keep you thin |
| Now New York is simply ducky |
| Give it back to the Indians! |
| Take all the reds, on the boxes made for soap |
| Whites on Fifth Avenue |
| Blues down in Wall Street losing hope |
| Big bargain today, Chief take it away! |
| Come you busted city slickers |
| Better take it on the chin |
| Father Nick has lost his knickers |
| Give it back to the Indians! |