Lyrics

[Verse 1] If your temper's getting a top hand All you have to do is just stop and Pass that peace pipe and bury that hatchet Like the Choctaws, Chickasaws Chattahoochee's, Chippewas do [Verse 2] If you're feeling mad as a wet hen Mad as you can possibly get, then Pass that peace pipe, bury that tomahawk Like the Choctaws, Chickasaws Chattahoochee's, Chippewas do [Bridge] Don't be cranky, try to use a little restraint Hold the hanky and wipe off all of that war paint [Verse 3] If you find yourself in a fury Be your own judge and your own jury Pass that peace pipe and bury that hatchet Like the Choctaws, Chickasaws Chattahoochee's, Chippewas do [Verse 4] If you want to hover out west, too You will soon discover it's best to Pass that peace pipe and bury that hatchet Like the Choktohs, Changos Chattanooga's, Cheekarohs do [Verse 5] Even in colonial days, you Know the ceremonial ways to Pass that peace pipe and bury that tomahawk Like those Chakootamees, Chepacheps 'N' Chicopees, too [Bridge] Pull your ears in, try to use a little control When "all clear"' is in, you'll be top man on the totem pole [Verse 6] So, if you wanna be an all-right guy Not a broke-dick, blues-in-the-night guy Write that apology and dispatch it! When you quarrel, it's grand to patch it! Pass that peace pipe and bury that hatchet Like those Choctaws, Chickasaws Chattahoochee's, Chippewas And those Chickadees, Cherokees Chapultepecs And those Chakootamees, Chepacheps 'N' Chicopees, Choktohs, Changos Chattanoogas, Cheekarohs do-o-o-o