Flat upon the earthen floor,
Occoneechee and the warrior
Sat and talked the chases o’er.
Sat and talked of bear and venison,
Sat and smoked the calumet.
These the greetings of the warrior,
When the maiden first he met.
Whippoorwill, the wandering warrior,
Tarried for a night and day,
Tarried long within the wigwam,