gold Made the nation bleed They lost their faith And now they hade to learn There was no place to return Nowhere they could turn. Cherokee - marching
warrior Since first I met you I can't forget you Cherokee sweetheart Child of the prairie Your love keeps calling My heart enthralling Ooh, Cherokee
our home Cherokee cry Cherokee cry Cherokee cry Cherokee cry Set me free, yeah Cry, oh, cherokee cry Cry, oh, cherokee cry Cry, oh, cherokee cry Cry, oh, cherokee
Freely translated: "A we n'" (I am), "de" (of), "Yauh" --the-- (Great Spirit), "Ho" (it is so). Written as: A we n' de Yauh ho (I am of the Great Spirit, Ho!). This language stems from very ancient Cherokee
Well, a Cherokee chief as he dances along He does an Indian boogie to a white man's song Singin' hey ho a lina, hey ho a lina A well a hey ho a lina,
There she is sitting there Out behind the smoke-house in her rocking chair She don't do nothin' She don't say nothin' She don't feel nothin' She don't
Oh, a Cherokee chief As he dances along He does an Indian boogie To a white man's song Singin' hey ho a lina, hey ho a lina Singin' hey ho a lina, hey
to Funk-A-Tash He left something behind, and it was a heckensteiner Cherokee Warrior, he lost the battle, thats fo sho But he left something behind, Cherokee
' of you When soft winds blow They will say I love you Be tender heart for me My sweet little Cherokee Be tender heart for me My sweet little Cherokee
when things felt right. this morning we met at the playground. we sat on the side of the tractor tire. and talked of our plans for the next five days. over some cherokee
That is where I found my little Cherokee maid The memory of that night of love is lingering yet And I know I never will forget My little Cherokee maiden
to the core Cherokee, riding free, you ride into the sky Where your spirit lives forever Cherokee, riding free, you ride into the sky Where all your freedom lasts forever Oh, Cherokee
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The trail of tears began for all the Cherokee The white men came to trade and borrow But then they would not leave Some of us were taken by boat, and
home to her foster dad He opens up a zipper And he yanks her to her knees Oh please be here-please My friend Poor Cherokee Louise Cherokee Louise is
, haa, haa haa Cherokee Oh, marchin' on the trail of tears Cherokee Oh, marchin' on the trail of tears Ohh, Cherokee Oh, marchin' on the trail of tears Cherokee
