John Fenton was a preacher man, he rode his horse at night
He went to the Dakoda Territories looking for a fight
He spread his word of evil, about lust and sin
And boasted to his army chums of where he’d been and what he did
I’ve ridden through the Badlands, Teaching heathens wrong from right
I wandered onto Indian Lands to show them all God’s might
I’ve I tasted blood and ’ve tasted war
And I’ve Tasted the forbidden fruit of the native whore
He rode into Fort Union, his bible for to sell,
Telling tales of his misfortune, On his ride from here to hell
He told of the Iowa Calvary, the brave men of the North
When the Sioux attack like devils, They stood like men and fought
A Cow In The Water 