Jackie O'
Jackie O went ridin'To the Wounded Knee
Jackie O was killed
In the battle in '73
I was his last friend
And I watched him die
As the angel grabbed him
I said, «Fly, Jackie, fly»
Jackie went from pain
And misery
To join the warriors
Down at Wounded Knee
I watched the dying Jackie
Until the morning broke
The distant thunder faded
Off the blue-shirts second stroke
I knew the fight was over
And we had lost again
Both here and in South Dakota
Where I had lost a friend
Jackie went from pain
And misery
To join the warriors
Down at Wounded Knee