Living in the Southland
Long before the white man
Was a tribe called the Pascagoula Indians
Now at war with the Biloxi Tribe
They called a council one dark night
Altama their Chieftian had married the Biloxi's princess Anola
She had been betrothed to another of her tribe
And now the Biloxi's were killing for revenge
So she and her young Chieftian lover
Chose to end the war by drowning in the Rivers mighty flowing water
Holding hands they walked in singing
The whole tribe followed their Chieftian and his Princess
Through the night the voices ringing
And to this day the River sings their song
