Met an old man. Miller his nameMet him on a dusty roadGot off the bus. Heard him singingSittin´ in a rocking chairI said where you been?Tell me your storyI´m ready now lets beginHe saidOoh ooh!Red indian girl (red indian girl)I´ve found her heart in so many placesOoh ooh!Red indian girl (red indian girl)I´ve seen her smile in so many faces(Her smile in the sun)(And her eyes are the moon)He talket and he talkedFor so many hoursI listened to his every wordI sat at his feet and looked in his eyesAnd I know what he meantI tell you What he meantHe saidOoh ooh!Red indian girl (red indian girl)I´ve found her heart in so many placesOoh ooh!Red indian girl (red indian girl)I´ve seen her smile in so many faces(Her smile in the sun)(And her eyes are the moon)(Come on, come on, come on)(her smile is the sun, and her eyes are the moon)Ooh ooh!Red indian girl (red indian girl)I´ve found her heart in so many placesOoh ooh!Red indian girl (red indian girl)I´ve seen her smile in so many faces(Her smile in the sun)(And her eyes are the moon)(Come on, Come on)(Her smile is the sun)(And her eyes are like the moon)