Well they put Geronimo in jail down south
Where he couldn't look the gift horse in the mouth
Sargent, sargent, don't you fear
There's something wrong with that automobile
Governer, governer, isn't it strange
I ain't never seen on car on this indian range
Warden, warder, please listen to me
Be brave and set geronimo free
I said boys, take me back
I want to ride in Geronimo's cadillac
I said boys, take me back
I want to ride in Geronimo's cadillac
Let me ride, let me ride
White man, white man, don't you know
Those indians they had no place to go
They took old Geronimo by storm
Ripped off the feathers from his uniform
Jesus tells me I believe its true
He said the red man is in the sun set too
They stole his land, now they won't give it back
And they sent Geronimo a cadillac
I said boys, take me back
I want to ride in Geronimo's cadillac
I said boys, take me back
I want to ride in Geronimo's cadillac
Let me ride, let me ride

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Writer(s): CHARLES QUARTO, MICHAEL MURPHEY