A comic song from the year 1868.
Words and music by Septimus Winner.
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
- Ten little “Injuns” standin’ in a line
One toddled home and then there were nine
Nine little “Injuns” swingin’ on a gate
One tumbled off and then there were eight
Chorus
One little, two little, three little, four little
Five little “Injun” boys
Six little, seven little, eight little, nine little
Ten little “Injun” boys
- Eight little “Injuns” never heard of heav’n
One “kick’d the bucket” and then there were seven
Seven little “Injuns” cuttin’ up their tricks
One broke his neck and then there were six - Six little “Injuns” kickin’ all alive
One went to sleep and then there were five
Five little “Injuns” on a cellar door
One tumbled in and then there were four - Four little “Injuns” out upon a spree
One dead drunk and then there were three
Three little “Injuns” out in a canoe
One tumbled overboard and then there were two - Two little “Injuns” foolin’ with a gun
One shot t’other and then there was one
One little “Injun” livin’ all alone
He got married and then there was none - This little “Injun,” with his little wife
Lived in a wigwam the balance of his life
One daddy “Injun” and a mommy “Squaw”
Brought up a family of Ten “”Injuns” more
Chorus
One little, two little, three little, four little
Five little “Injuns” more
Six little, seven little, eight little, nine little
Ten little “Injuns” more
Sung here by Vancha March: