The Chieftain's Daughter (aka Chief Bright Sky)
(Traditional)
Performer(s): George Vinton Graham



In autumn when evening was spreading 
Her pinions of darkness o'er all
In numbers the Indians came treading
Approaching Niagara Falls

For the love of tradition had taught them 
That one of their tribe every year
At the casting of lots should be chosen 
To pass down the Falls without fear

The Chieftain had only one daughter
He loved her as loved he his life
Possessing the braveness he taught her
She fears not, though costing her life

They thought that the Chieftain would surely 
Have them to cast lots o'er once more
But nothing unfair did he claim her
She left them and marched off to shore

A coffin, canoe and a paddle 
Lie waiting for her to step in
Long farewell to pony and saddle
Long farewell to forest and kin

And just as a moonbeam was sparkling 
To gather her in its bright beam
She quickly pushed out her boat light
And silently rowed down the stream

Now out from the banks of the river
A boat was seen skimming the tide
Oh, see how he loves his daughter
He takes of his place by her side

But one weeps alone in the moonlight
On the night comes a pitying cry
From a mother who makes her heart quiver
For daughter and Chieftain Bright Sky