Chieftain had his daughter slain For falling in love with a devil Chieftain had his daughter’s lover slain For the devilish deeds of her lover Chieftain was no sagacious being Had no wisdom to his vantage Beadsmen were all around him But lacked he respect for a craftsman His daughter’s lover sang her a serenade This to Chieftain was a wild bassoon As he had no taste for a soothing music Chieftain made his daughter’s lover meet his doom Throng watched this vile act Marred was Chieftain’s image But Chieftain had his redundant pride And Chieftain had his daughter slain Words then went around the valley That the land is better acephalous The Chieftain has no wisdom to his vantage The Chieftain is pernicious They slain him and had him burned Improvised was a play on Chieftain Since then is the tale heard and said There was a Chieftain who had his daughter slain © 2016 VIREN