Little Big Horn
Running Wild Lyrics


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Hey Mr. Custer,
Why do you dare the hand of fate?
The claw of death waits to grab
A golden medal, your honor idolized
Your heart is stone, your blood is iced

Ceaseless rifle fire
Blowing your dreams away
The barrels are running hot
What a painful bloody day

Last fight at little big horn
The hand of death was waiting
To take the soldier blue away
Last fight at little big horn
Where the last command was given
And all the soldiers fought in vain

The soldiers are riding, unprepared for the attack
A touch of death, the shotguns crack
The blood is flowing, the desert sand turns red
Why did you lead them to this trap?

Ceaseless rifle fire
Blowing your dreams away
The barrels are running hot
What a painful bloody day

Last fight at little big horn
The hand of death was waiting
To take the soldier blue away
Last fight at little big horn




Where the last command was given
And all the soldiers fought in vain

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Little Big Horn" by Running Wild are a tribute to the American soldiers who lost their lives in the Battle of Little Bighorn in 1876. The song begins with a question for Mr. Custer, the commander of the 7th Cavalry Regiment, who foolishly underestimated the Native American warriors and led his army into a brutal massacre. The lyrics remind us that even with bravery, pride, and honor, fate can turn against us, and death is waiting for us. The image of a golden medal is used to represent the glory and recognition that the soldiers were fighting for, but the cost of such aspirations is often their lives.


The song describes the chaos and horror of the battle, where the ceaseless firing of the rifles is blowing the soldiers' dreams away. The second verse is a narration of the battle when the soldiers were caught off guard and unprepared for the attack. The reference to the touch of death and the shotgun crack is used to signify the suddenness and brutality of the Native American ambush. The bloodshed and the red desert sand create a vivid image of the violence and death that occurred during the battle. The last two lines of the verse question Mr. Custer's leadership and why he led his soldiers into this deadly trap.


The chorus repeats the same lines about the last fight at Little Big Horn, and how death was waiting for the soldiers, and the last command was given in vain. The lyrics acknowledge the bravery of the soldiers, but they also recognize the tragedy of their sacrifice. The song's powerful message resonates with the historical event and pays respect to the soldiers who lost their lives.


Line by Line Meaning

Hey Mr. Custer,
Addressing the person in charge


Why do you dare the hand of fate?
Why are you risking everything?


The claw of death waits to grab
Death is inevitable


A golden medal, your honor idolized
You only care about your own honor and reputation


Your heart is stone, your blood is iced
You lack compassion and emotion


Ceaseless rifle fire
Continuous gunshots


Blowing your dreams away
Destroying your aspirations


The barrels are running hot
Guns are being used excessively


What a painful bloody day
It's a violent and heartbreaking day


Last fight at little big horn
The final battle at the Little Big Horn


The hand of death was waiting
Death was looming


To take the soldier blue away
To kill the soldiers


Where the last command was given
The final orders were issued


And all the soldiers fought in vain
The soldiers' efforts were futile


The soldiers are riding, unprepared for the attack
The soldiers were unsuspecting of the ambush


A touch of death, the shotguns crack
Death comes instantly and violently


The blood is flowing, the desert sand turns red
Blood is being shed and the battle is fierce


Why did you lead them to this trap?
The leader is to blame for his poor judgment




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Written by: GERRY MULLIGAN

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@dominon929

Hey Mr. Custer,
Why do you dare the hand of fate?
The claw of death waits to grab
A golden medal, your honor idolized
Your heart is stone, your blood is iced

Ceaseless rifle fire
Blowing your dreams away
The barrels are running hot
What a painful bloody day

Last fight at little big horn
The hand of death was waiting
To take the soldier blue away
Last fight at Little Big Horn
Where the last command was given
And all the soldiers fought in vain

The soldiers are riding, unprepared for the attack
A touch of death, the shotguns crack
The blood is flowing, the desert sand turns red
Why did you lead them to this trap?

Ceaseless rifle fire
Blowing your dreams away
The barrels are running hot
What a painful bloody day

Last fight at Little Big Horn
The hand of death was waiting
To take the soldier blue away
Last fight at little big horn
Where the last command was given
And all the soldiers fought in vain



All comments from YouTube:

@TheTrooperMB

Jens Becker is the ultimate monster on this album with the 5 strings bass , it is fantastic to blast out on a good sound system .. Deeply enjoy the classics!

@kamilziemian995

Such a great song. Listen to it often give me a glimpse of hope, when I need it.

@yucatansuckaman5726

Same. It gives me a boost

@dominon929

Hey Mr. Custer,
Why do you dare the hand of fate?
The claw of death waits to grab
A golden medal, your honor idolized
Your heart is stone, your blood is iced

Ceaseless rifle fire
Blowing your dreams away
The barrels are running hot
What a painful bloody day

Last fight at little big horn
The hand of death was waiting
To take the soldier blue away
Last fight at Little Big Horn
Where the last command was given
And all the soldiers fought in vain

The soldiers are riding, unprepared for the attack
A touch of death, the shotguns crack
The blood is flowing, the desert sand turns red
Why did you lead them to this trap?

Ceaseless rifle fire
Blowing your dreams away
The barrels are running hot
What a painful bloody day

Last fight at Little Big Horn
The hand of death was waiting
To take the soldier blue away
Last fight at little big horn
Where the last command was given
And all the soldiers fought in vain

@kamilziemian995

These are such a good lyrics.

@judaspriest8544

pedazo de tema y leccion de historia ,heavy metal es cultura

@ACEofSPAD3ZzZ

I swear the energy just knocks it out the park all the time. Like a all round dipper a real slinker, not a spander but, a great sight all the time.

@KD-nb3mp

One of the best heavy metal bands ive ever heard!

@jackieallcock468

what a fucking blast

@legoguydude7069

You know, the guitar in the refrain sounds a lot - I mean a lot - like a traditional song called Mountain Dew.

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