Adawohi Waya (The Boy Who Walked With Wolves)

Verse 1

I just a boy of ten years old,

Walking where the mountain winds blow cold,

By Pappy's side on ancient ground

Where the whispering pines were all around.

A little Irish, a little Cheyenne, a little Cherokee

Three kinds of blood running deep in me,

Pappy spoke of stories of the animals

Like the deer, the bear, the eagle and the wolf

And how to walk amongst Mother Earth with love

To nurture and care for her

Verse 2

Pappy said, "Son, these woods are sacred ground,

There are many stories all around

Respect the creatures, the rivers and the trees,

Take only memories, leave the land in peace."

Pappy taught me things no book could say,

To listen close and find my way

And every lesson that he gave

Still live inside me to this day.

Chorus

Oh, Adawohi Waya, the boy who walked with wolves

Raised beneath the mountains where the ancient spirits move

With a heart full of fire and a soul that's running free

Pappy left his wisdom deep inside of me.

Before riding the painted horse into the blue sky

But I still hear his voice when the mountain winds cry

I'll carry on his teachings till my days are through

Oh, Adawohi Waya,

Pappy, I remember you

Verse 3

One night beside the fire, Pappy told me of the day,

When I was just six years old and somehow lost my way.

He searched those mountain hollers, calling out my name,

Till he found me in the forest, sleeping with a protective flame

There beside me lay a wolf, beneath the old pine tree,

Not a growl or sign of danger, just watching over me

The wolf could have slipped into the night, back to the wild unknown

But the wolf stayed there by my side, until Pappy brought me home

Verse 4

Pappy looked me in the eyes, said

"Son, I'll tell you true,

There's something in that mountain wild that's always been in you

I'll give you a name to carry, one you'll never lay aside

Adawohi Waya, let those words be your guide"

Chorus

Oh, Adawohi Waya, the boy who walked with wolves

Raised beneath the mountains where the ancient spirits move

With a heart full of fire and a soul that's running free

Pappy left his wisdom deep inside of me.

Before riding the painted horse into the blue sky

But I still hear his voice when the mountain winds cry

I'll carry on his teachings till my days are through

Oh, Adawohi Waya,

Pappy, I remember you

Bridge

Now, the boy has grown to be a man,

With weathered hands and a heart that understands,

That the greatest strength isn't measured by your might,

It's how you love this world and how you live your life

And sometimes when the moonlight falls,

I hear that old wolf's distant call.

I close my eyes, and there you are,

Running beneath the stars

Final Chorus

Oh, Adawohi Waya, the boy who walked with wolves,

Sons of the mountains, where the ancient spirits move.

Three bloodlines running through me, two histories in my soul,

But the lessons of my Pappy made this broken world feel whole.

"Pappy, I never forgot. I'm still walking the mountains with you"

Oh, Adawohi Waya

Pappy, I remember you