Margaret Whiting - Pass That Peace Pipe

A medicine man I met
Said don't get yourself in a sweat.
When things look gray,
Just shrug and say:
It musta been somethin' I et!
So don't get yourself in a snit, he said,
Tuck your tantrums into your kit instead.
It's disarming to be charming
Quoth the medicine man,
Whom all agree it's plain to see
Nobody could be wiser than.

So if your temper's getting a top hand,
All you have to do is just stop and
Pass that peace pipe and bury that hatchet
Like the Choctaws, Chickasaws,
Chattahoochee's, Chippewa's do.

If you're feeling mad as a wet hen,
Mad as you can possibly get, then
Pass that peace pipe, bury that tomahawk
Like those Chichimec's, Cherokees,
Chapultepec's do.

Don't be cranky, try to use a little restrain
Fold that hanky and wipe off all of that war paint

If you find yourself in a fury,
Be your own judge and your own jury.
Pass that peace pipe and bury that hatchet
Like the Choctaws, Chickasaws,
Chattahoochee's, Chippewa's do.

~~~♫♫♫ ~~~

If you want to hover out west, too,
You will soon discover it's best to
Pass that peace pipe and bury that hatchet
Like the Choktoh's, Chango's,
Chattanooga's, Cheekaroh's do.

Even in colonial days, you
Know the ceremonial ways to
Pass that peace pipe and bury that tomahawk
Like those Chakootamee's, Chepachep's
'N' Chicopee's, do.
Pull your ears in, try to use a little control.
When all clear's in, you'll be top man on the totem pole.

And, if you wanna be an all-right guy
Not a long face, blues-in-the-night guy
Write that apology and dispatch it!

When you quarrel, it's grand to patch it!
Pass that peace pipe and bury that hatchet
Like those choctaws, chickasaws,
Chattahoochees, Chippewa's
And those Chichimec's, Cherokees, Chapultepec's
And those chakootamees, chepacheps
'N' Chicopee's, Choktoh's, Chango's,
Chattanoogas, Cheekaroh's do-o-o-o