Swan Lee got up at the running foot pow wow
Heading from the fire to his waiting Canoe
Chattering squaw untied the Wigwam door
The chief blew smoke rings two by twoThe land in silence standsSwan Lee, his boat by the bank in the darkness
Loosened the rope in the creek is entwined
A feather from the wing of a wild young eagle
Pointed to the land where his fortune he'd findThe land in silence standsSwan Lee paddled on from the land of his fathers
His eyes scanned the undergrowth on either side
From the shore hung a hot, heavy, creature infested
Tropic, Swan Lee had a bow by his sideThe land in silence standsSwan Lee kept time, half on land, half on water
Grizzly bear and raccoon his fare
He followed his ears to the great water fall
Swan Lee knew deep down that his squaw was thereThe land in silence standsSuddenly the rush of the mighty great thunder
Confronted Swan Lee as his song he sang
In the dawn, with his squaw, he was battling home wards
It was all written down by long Silas LangThe land in silence stands
The land in silence stands
The land in silence stands