November Rain

92 born in this world a baby cold as could be,

15 minutes not a single heartbeat

Daddy held her tight and begged his creator to bring her back to life

She was his angel he swore to protect

seconds later took her first breath

I was his world and he loved me so, little november dont ever let go

Shamans daughter, a gift from the father

He taught me the battles of good and the evil

you will go through the trails of lifes little test, i plant the seed

and you do the rest, you will feel all the pain

but youll be ok, my little november, just dance in the rain

dont be afraid of the demons you see

I am the Shaman cheif of the cherokee

now take my hand and come this way listen to the spirits and what they say

for they are not demons and will guide the way

when i meet my maker and leave for my resting place

ill always be with you walking in spirit

always be true and love to the fullest you have a heart, one of the purest

running deer is your name,and always remember where you belong

where ever you go where ever you roam

you can always come back this is your home, i love you my angel

now pick up those arrows and pick up my bow

theres much to show you and much to learn you have the wisdom

these feathers you have to earn

fear no man and fear no evil for fear is a lie

but fear your creator for he is your maker, just as he made he can erase

The lessons he taught me carried me through

he made me a warrior, somehow he just knew that his little angel

would be always true

now im alone with children of my own to plant the seed handed to me

battle of good and the evil and all of the pain

to always be true like Shaman taught his daughter always to do

so during the pain do not be afraid

dance like mommy dance away for life is a test november rain.