Whenever they hail the Cavalry. They sing of a
certain group. But nobody mentions bravery. For
there's never been any in F Troop. When Indians
come to make a raid. No Indian gives a whoop.
For Indian braves are all afraid. The noise ‘ll
arouse and awake F Troop. Each man and his horse
are closer of course. Than brother could be to
brother. You just can't tell one, from the other.