In the days of our grandfather's fathers
When Mother Earth and the people
Were of one mind
Our Nations held "The Potlatch"
It was our Shining Time

Tribes get together in the heat of the south
Drinkin' and eatin' that stuff
That'll burn you inside out
Juice of the conqueroot
Makin' them all insane
Then the warriors
Start playin' this crazy game

Running through the swamp
Jumping stump to stump
You might lose or you might win
Stump Jumpin'

It just goes on and on
Playing games and singing songs
Horse tradin' here, a marriage there
But there's nothing can compare

Running through the swamp
Don't you miss your jump
Or you'll be swimming with
The 'gator and the moccasin
Stump Jumpin'

All the people from all the nations
Joining together in this celebration
Starting out as rivals and ending up as friends
Who knows where this game will end

Running through the swamp
Jumping stump to stump
You might lose or you might win
Stump Jumpin'