Long ago there lived a tribe the Apache proud and free
In painted homes of wigwams by the forest and the sea
Their faces shone with colors, their spirits touched the skies
By the fire and the peyote, visions opened in their eyes
Oh dance around the firelight sing beneath the stars,
Eagles soaring higher the drums beat in our hearts
Fear will turn to laughter and sorrow fade away
For love is in the circle, where the children run and play
Conchita and her mother walked the river’s gentle fall
They washed their clothes in silence then they heard a mighty call
Two bears with claws like thunder came stepping through the trees
The ground was shaking under their hearts fell to their knees
Oh dance around the firelight sing beneath the stars
Eagles soaring higher the drums beat in our hearts
Fear will turn to laughter, and sorrow fade away
For love is in the circle, where the children run and play
But one bear gave a gentle wink
And softly said Don’t cry
I’m not here to harm you my child
I’m gentle kind and wise
The tribe came running swiftly they saw the truth was clear
The bears were not the monsters that their hearts had learned to fear
So hand in hand together, they feasted danced and sang
And joy rose to the heavens as the fire brightly rang
Oh dance around the firelight sing beneath the stars
Eagles soaring higher the drums beat in our hearts
Fear will turn to laughter and sorrow fade away
For love is in the circle where the children run and play