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Bill Hendriks walked into an indian village,
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Where the smallpox plague had done it's dirty work,
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He was turning round to go when a little Navajo,
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Reached up and tore a button from his shirt.
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The smallpox plague had left no mark upon him,
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No One lived except this little baby boy,
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And when Bill made sure that he had no fever,
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His lonely heart was filled with peace and joy.
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He took him home and mother Hendriks fed him,
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And she quickly learned to love him too,
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With charity and patience they both led him,
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Down the road of life with Bill and Sue.
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One day Bill said to Sue I'm going huntin',
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I've noticed that our fresh meats getting low,
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She said I think you should and take him with you,
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It's time you taught the woods to Injun Joe.
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By nightfall they had killed two deer and skinned 'em,
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And then a blizz-ard started in to blow,
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They couldn't find the trail that brought them up there,
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Bill finally said I'm lost Injun Joe.
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And then a strange thing started in to happen,
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Through the snowflakes Bill could see Joe's slender form,
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He gathered wood and quickly built a campfire,
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But he didn't build it just to keep 'em warm.
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He watched the smoke and soon found their di-rection,
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And he led Bill home right through that ice and snow,
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Be-cause Bill spared a life his life was given,
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Back to him by Little Ingun Joe.