One little Indian boy making a canoe,
Another came to help him and then there were two.
Two little Indian boys climbing up a tree,
They saw another one
And then there were three.
Three little Indian boys
Playing on the shore,
The called another one and then there were four.
Four little Indian boys learning how to dive,
An older one taught them and then there were five.
Five making arrows then from slender shining sticks,
One came to lend a bow and then there were six.
Six little Indian boys wishing for eleven,
One only could they find and then there were seven.
Seven little Indian boys marched along in state,
One joined the growing line and then there were eight.
Eight little Indian boys camping near the pine,
One came with bait for fish and then there were nine.
Nine little Indian boys growing to be men,
Captured another brave and then there were ten.