Every Springtime (Little White Flower)


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1.   Eagles circled in the sky
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Leaves grew old and time blowed by
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When the Little Ones climbed down the Red Oak Tree,
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and the grasses covered all there was to see
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and nature went her way on Wild Horse Creek

And...


(Chorus)
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There's a little white flower grows on Wild Horse Creek,
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In the Springtime, in the Springtime
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and whatever comes and goes, it always blooms and grows
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every Springtime, every Springtime.


2.Though they always claimed the land
It seldom showed the track of man
Till the Osage moved down from the Kansas line.
Then they walked the land so free
They covered all there was to see,
And the water still was clear on Wild Horse Creek.

(chorus)

3.Well then the family of a man
Took up living on this land
When the Little Ones set down their Agency
and they walked this land so free,
Land of prairie, sky and tree,
and they built their home right there on Wild Horse Creek.

(chorus)


4.They had to struggle with the land,
Even more to understand
How to move from Osage ways to Allottee
But the children played so free
They covered all there was to see
and then the oil came in on Wild Horse Creek.

(Chorus last 3 lines)


5.Magic millions from the sand
Indian blankets, cowboy bands
Life started looking easy after all 
Fancy schools and cars no doubt
But then the price dropped out
And then the times got hard on Wild Horse Creek.

But... (chorus)


6.It ain't easy you must know
To see which way to go
When the times and ways are changing every day.
There are some that went away
There are some of them that stayed
But all of them grew up on Wild Horse Creek.

(Chorus last 3 lines)

7.And this I truly know
Because someone told me so
About the way it was on Wild Horse Creek
About old One-Lamp Louie
About Bus and Smoke and Dewy
and the sport of riding greenhorns under trees
About riding clear and free
As far as you could see
and watching fluffy pictures in the sky

About a horse named Star
About how times got hard
and the water running clear on Wild Horse Creek
and about

  (Chorus, repeat last every Springtime line)


8.Eagles circle in the sky
Leaves grow old and time blows by
Whichever way you go from the Red Oak Tree 
Generations come and go
Live and love but you should know
There was one that started out on Wild Horse Creek.

(Chorus - 3rd line

  A generation comes and goes, but it always blooms and grows
     Every Springtime, every Springtime


Dedicated to Helen (Labadie) Jarvis

by her son,

     David B. Jarvis, MD
     Seattle WA
     Copyright 1983


Notes-
The little flowers of the Plains are special to us.  They are bright and pretty, and just make things seem better.

An Osage ritual explains our affection for the little white or yellow flowers in another way.

“When the Little Ones make of me their symbols,
They shall become a people of the days that are gentle and peaceful.
Of a little pale flower, 
I have made my body.
The Ba-shta', that stands amidst the winds...”

   David L. Jarvis, MD
   Baraboo, WI