Letras:
Cherokee

of 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

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

: The trail of tears began for all the Cherokee The white men came to trade & borrow but then they would not leave Some of us were taken by boat, and

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

by side The time has come to end the fight For their freedom, for their right Ch: Cherokee, riding free You ride into the sky Where your spirit lives forever 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

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

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

' 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