She Wore a Yellow Ribbon
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New Messiahs. Young leaders are ready
to hurl the fiinest light cavalry...

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... against Fort Starke.
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In the Kiowa village, the drumbeat
echoes in the pulse of young braves.

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Under a common banner,
old quarrels forgotten...

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... Comanche rides with Arapaho,
Apache with Cheyenne.

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All chant of war.
War to drive the white man forever...

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... from the red man's hunting ground.
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Only the old men stand silent.
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Even Pony That Walks has been
howled down at the council fiires.

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Captain Brittles! Captain Brittles!
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Captain Brittles, sir.
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- Captain Brittles, glad to see you.
- And I you. Report, Mr. Pennell.

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We effected the relief as ordered.
No casualties.

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- My compliments.
- Thank you, sir.

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Report, Mr. Cohill.
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We've trailed them all day.
It's a big concentration.

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Arapahos, IKiowas, Comanches
and Cheyenne Dog Soldiers.

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About 900 of them,
and they're ready to strike.

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We gotta strike first.
I'm glad the major sent you...

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He didn't send me.
I'm not on duty.

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- Then the orders haven't been changed?
- Orders are orders, sir.

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For the next four hours...
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...according to my brand-new
sliver watch and chain...

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...l'm an officer
in the United States Cavalry.

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If I gave you a written order, Flint,
would you obey it?


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