Tenskwatawa - Songs: Ohia

Close to the citadel

She raises her lantern

Close to the citadel

She raises her lacquered hooves

The long road division

Or lack of another route

These then were all too good vantage lost

And I grow suspect as soon as your friendliness rises

'Cause one man alone

Stands a chance, not a second chance

Close to the citadel

Will hasten to a firm

For this congress

We have written doubly against

And we’ll grow suspect as soon as their friendliness rises

And I alone

Stand a chance, not a second chance