Here's a story I've been told About a child of 12 years old Breathing life to young trees falling Before the barbed wire on the plain Before the white man ever came She must have saved 10,000 souls She was the keeper of the young The ones whose lives have just begun The ones to die their songs unsung Oochigeas Oochigeas The story tells of how she cried The day the wind blew high the fire Left her burnt but still undaunted Across the lake lived the magic team Who set a task for Malecite To find the special girl he wanted When all the village girls had tried To win his heart to be his bride Oochi would not be denied Oochigeas Oochigeas Here's a story I've been told About a child of 12 years old Breathing life to young trees falling Not as simple as it seems She had to see the one unseen She had to cast away the lies With courage Oochigeas tried Forgot the pain forgot the cries And this she kept the dream alive Oochigeas Oochigeas