That eastern Sun is soon to rise
Soon to bring another fight
I bet she'll bring some darker storms ahead

The wind it lifts the desert sand
It sings a song of the elder man
The name he bears will echo on through time

We bet big and lost the hand
We pressed on the best we can
We moved on yelling
Oh
Oh, Geronimo, oh-wow
Oh, Geronimo, oh-wow

We've been running way too long
On dying dreams and delta songs
We broke down south of any kind of hope we had

From time to time you catch that break
A sting of that luck, we'll find our way
We'll be right back at it moving on through the night

And I'm just another man
I press on the best I can
I press on yelling
Oh
Oh, Geronimo, oh-wow
Oh, Geronimo, oh-wow