Annette Funicello - Indian Giver Lyrics

Lyrics for "Indian Giver"

artist: Annette Funicello, 1961

Indian Giver
Indian Giver
You're just an Indian Giver
Indian Giver that's what you are.

You said I'd be your pretty little squaw.
And in my arms you'd stay.
You gave me all your sweet sweet kissin
Then you took your lips away.

You're just an Indian Giver
and you think it's smart. {honest injun]
Hey Mr. Indian Giver, Indian Giver
Give me back your heart.

Hey Mr. Indian Giver, Indian Giver
Give me back your heart.

You gave me lots of trinkets
To you it's all a game
Your promise to be faithful -
What heap big smoke [heap big] -no flame

Indian Giver
Indian Giver

You're just an Indian Giver
and you think it's smart.
Hey Mr. Indian Giver, Indian Giver
Give me back your heart.

I'm on the warpath
Betcha that I am
but when the moon is brght
Just tiptoe to my little teepee
I'll be there at nine tonight

Don't be an indian giver
Say we'll never part [honest injun
Hey Mr. Indian Giver, Indian Giver
Give me back your heart.


[Thanks to geminixx for adding these lyrics]