Verse 1
There once was an Indian brave by the name of Yellow Hand.
He fell in love with the maiden known as White Sand.
They vowed their love would last forever mo-re,
then came the day that they had waited for.
Verse 2
Yellow Hand brought her a golden feather.
White Sands said a prayer for good weather.
The ceremonial dance grew loud and strong,
then Yellow Hand began their wedding song.
Chorus
O - o, O - o, O - o. O - o, O - o.
To-night, tonight, we will be one.
We'll walk in the land of the midnight sun.
Oh, White Sand, come hold my lonely hand.
Verse 3
Then they left the warmth of the wedding fire,
rode into the hills, climbing higher.
And suddenly the snow came swirling down,
they were lost, the trail could not be found.
Chorus
O - o, O - o, O - o. O - o, O - o.
To-night, tonight, we will be one.
We'll walk in the land of the midnight sun.
Oh, White Sand, come hold my lonely hand.
Verse 4
They ne-ver returned from para-dise,
they went to their places in the skies.
And the old ones still say when the snowflakes fly,
if you listen close, you will hear him cry.
Chorus
O - o, O - o, O - o. O - o, O - o.
To-night, tonight, we will be one.
We'll walk in the land of the midnight sun.
Oh, White Sand, come hold my lonely hand.
/ (break)