Swinging On The Reservation lyrics

Swinging on the reservation Feeding tribal syncopation Ee yow and howl on the reservation No more hunting in the winter Have more fun if you begin to Swing, swing and sing on the reservation Tom tom, a savage rhythm banter playing Ha-cha, that's what the warriors are saying Swing music's got them Every chief and his relation Lacks a jam band celebration Oh, how they swing on the reservation