Plot
With a plot line mostly lifted from 1941's "White Eagle", Columbia's 24th serial (following "The Desert Hawk-1944" and ahead of 1945's "Brenda Starr, Reporter"), "Black Arrow" finds carpet-baggers Jake Jackson and Buck Sherman arriving in Blue Mesa in search of gold. Refused permission by Indian agent Tom Whitley to enter the Navajo reservation, they enter illegally. Black Arrow, son of Navajo chief Aranho, wins a place on the Council of Elders, nosing out Snake-That-Walks. Jackson and Sherman are intercepted by Aranho and Running Water, both of whom they kill. Before dying, Aranho tells Whitney that his son, believed killed years before in an Indian raid, is alive. With the appearance of a disgruntled tribesman named Snake-That-Walks and the information that the Indian agent has a long-lost son coming about in the first chapter, "The City of Gold", there isn't a whole lot going to happen in the next 14 chapters that hasn't already been telegraphed. But, under Indian law, the white man's chief must also be killed in retribution for the slaying of the Indian chief, and when Black Arrow refuses to kill Whitley he is driven off the reservation. At Big Mesa, Black Arrow teams up with Mary, general store operator, his friend Pancho and Whitley in an effort to find out to murdered Aranho. With Jackson, Sherman, Snake-That-Walks and an assortment of renegades and henchmen throwing pitfalls at him in 14 cliff-hanging chapter endings, Black Arrow gets justice, retribution and revenge by the end of Chapter 15, "The Black Arrow Triumphs."
Keywords: 1870s, ambush, american-indian, b-movie, carpetbagger, character-name-in-title, cliffhanger, damsel-in-distress, deceit, deception
TOM-TOMS ROAR AS INDIAN BRAVES TAKE TO WARPATH(original poster-all caps_
FLAMING SERIAL ACTION THUNDERS OUT OF THE WEST! (original poster - all caps)
BLACK ARROW AND HIS BRAVES WAR ON THE RENEGADES! (original poster - all caps)
WILY TRADERS ARE TRAPPED BY CRAFTY REDSKINS !(original poster-all caps)
Indians battle renegades! Outlaws fight for hidden gold! Bowie knifes flash! Horses Stampede!Rioting redskins hit the warpath as all fury thunders out of the West! (original poster)
Pancho: I'm sorry to hear of the death of your father. He was, as they say, an honest injun.
Black Arrow: This is a white man's knife. The man who owned this knife is a murderer!
Black Arrow: Last night at the store I didn't tell all I know. Navajos say it is good plan to have two arrows for one bow.
Buck Sherman: You think of everything, Jake!::Jake Jackson: Well, somebody has to, don't they?
Black Arrow: You stay here and don't talk.::Prescott: I won't talk. I don't know what to say!
[two henchman waylay Pancho]::Pancho: What is this? Is this a sticking up?
Jake Jackson: Too bad about Wade being burned to death. He owed me a lot of money.
[the marshal has released Buck from jail into Jake's custody]::Black Arrow: White man's justice is very strange.::Pancho: White man's injustice is very strange, too.
Tobis Becker: Okay, you're running the show. What's on the program?
Black Arrow: This gun can speak louder than words, Jackson.
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Running water
Running water
Where are you running from?
You always seem to be on the run!
And you never change
No matter what you do
You always wind up the same
Never knowing where you go
Always running
Never stopping to see where you are at
Never looking back
Nothing seems to slow you down
Running water
Running water
What are you running from?
You always seem to be on the run!
Time hurries on
Look and it's gone
The changing of the autumn tide
The hopes that live
The dreams that die
If I could have you by my side
I'd give it all away
You you and I
We must hold on
We must try
To reach beyond that far off cloud
Along the road we're travellin now
If I could only show you how
I need you there with me
Oh running water
Don't care what people say
We live to love another day
Oh running water
Don't throw your love away
We live to love another day
Time hurries on
Turn around and it's gone
If only we could hold that dream
If only life was what it seemed
I know my darling what you mean
I've seen it slip away
Oh running water
Don't care what people say
We live to love another day
Oh running water
Don't throw your love away
Let's go running mad through the streets of this town
Let's get so high we'll never come down
Your lungs are clean and your heart is strong
Who would believe there is anything wrong?
Into the hills where the tall trees grow
See the lights come on in the valley below
The ocean breeze blows the clouds away!
Hey, I've been smoking two packets a day
So don't you talk too loud - dream on dream on
Nothing in this world ever lasts too long
Maybe now, maybe tomorrow
We'll drink running water
We'll drink running water
We'll drink running water
Do you recall your best laid plans?
Do you recall how life used to be
Before the sky turned red and poison filled the sea
You could open your window and water was free
So don't you talk too loud - dream on dream on
Nothing in this world ever lasts too long
Maybe now, maybe tomorrow
We'll drink running water
Then if you feel life is passing you by
Just step outside and you can see why
There's a hole overhead and the light's pouring in
Civilisation is burning your skin
Is there no escape from the fire that will come
Will your children play in the afternoon sun
Just take this moment and make it your own
Seal every crack - make a fortress your home
So don't you talk too loud - dream on dream on
Nothing in this world ever lasts too long
Maybe now, maybe tomorrow
We'll drink running water
We'll drink running water
We'll drink running water
Run run running water
[Cise Star:]
Sometimes I let the stress get the best of me
Empty liquor bottles litter the floor, before was my enemy
Familiar with the taste in my mouth
Mickey? eyes from last night, God damn what the fuck is about
But don't play me, cause I need a way out
Only human in my skin, well shit I can't lie to myself again, feel me
No monkey on my back grin wit his mouth
Heaven opened up it's doors and I feel through a cloud
A fallen angel, crip to L.A.E. to make an angle
My mind ain't right, because my mind ain't stable, get it?
I stand and I fall, and get up cause I'm ready to run
Like Icarus because I'm close to the sun
We goin down to the river, downhill we all float
Pennywise in the gutter I'm stealin the boat
Let it go to the rhythm my vision is so ghost
Vision is so ghost, my vision is so ghost
[Repeat]
[Akin:]
Though I see peace scars with abundant danger
Thugs got guns in the air there's anger
Derek caught one in the chest he shot back
Now his friend is yellin for Ja to bring him back
Lost hopes, boy floats wonderin why
Why he couldn't feel real beneath the surface of lies
The night is young but we get old
So full with them deep see tide rise
Boy cries, he in flock with illusion at night
He saw the sky the land, words boom & life's boring
Where crack vials move the black child cause life's torment
Where vanity be so real that life's dormant
The cats quick to make beef like a George Forman
Man fuck that, he searchin for faith
From afros to cornrows the style of the day
But now as of late, you can tell anyway
Man, he don't stress the hair let it curl and shape
And then grow parallel to a spiritual mate
He found Ja, sprung by the bendy drunks sound got him high
Read wit again that slang to get by
Dread-locked in the guy chef servin up pies
Eat, if you dare fiends walk with a stare
Magnetic, to the rock, that's why Larry is here
Place unknown though stray bullets call home
Where truce is far from truth is war zones
Like put ya guns in the air and shoot'em up
21 gun salute lose ya last and bust
Larry is the victim crossfire life of bruh man
I need to go seekin salvation is what I thought
But then I saw peace scars with abundant danger
Thugs had guns in the air there's anger
This nigga caught one in the chest he shot back
Now some dread is yellin for Ja to bring him back
[Chorus: Cise Star]
We goin down to the river, downhill we all float
Pennywise in the gutter I'm stealin the boat
Let it go to the rhythm my vision is so ghost
Vision is so ghost, my vision is so ghost
There is nothing left to hold on to
Because I’ve outlived all my fears
All my worldly obligations have been fulfilled
No more reasons to remain here
I could live out my days in this familiar cage
Content to know these thoughts are mine
But after all these years I have no face left to save
Just a random collection of lines
I’m burning pages to fill the ink again
These flames consume my days
This delicate self-medication
In only one direction conveys
I could live out my days in this familiar cage
Content to know these thoughts are mine
But after all these years I have no face left to save
Just a random collection of lines
And when I break these chains that hold me down
They can never be repaired
I know reality is distorted through these lenses
Will I see it any better once I’m there?
Who needs running water, I’ve got space and time
If those two hands pull me forward I’ll be fine
All these years of contemplation
Seem more distant than a foreign land
I see these notes I wrote myself on these four walls