There's a trail of Tears Flowing from our homeland Washing out the years Drowning out the Red Man There's a broken heart Beating like a funeral drum A nation torn apart So one can be born

There's a memory That the Eagle holds high When we were free As the wind in the sky There's a feeling inside That stirs our madness To have a chosen life In the fields of sadness

There are some empty teepees Falling into dust Like an endangered species We're losing too much We are a world forgotten Pushed aside and left alone But comes a time when we will rise again Oh Great One,hear our prayers and our song

Cherokee Trail Of Tears