We left our wigwams lonely, shining white as lilies ’neath the stars cold gleam.
We came with Hiawatha, Hiawatha, Hiawatha,
We came with Hiawatha—in our birch canoes we drifted down the stream.
Chorus:
Hiawatha’s braves are we, Hiawatha’s braves are we,
Our tents like lilies in the valley glow.
Hiawatha’s braves are we, Hiawatha’s braves are we,
We’ll follow him wherever he may go.
Mother Goose [to Boy Blue]: I’m glad they left their tomahawks at home. You are welcome Braves. Hiawatha, I am glad to see you.
Boy Blue: Captain Kidd and his Pirates.