intro:
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They lived in peace not long ago
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a mighty Indian tribe
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but the winds of change have made them realize
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that the promises were lies
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The white man's greed in search of gold
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made the nation bleed
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They had lost their faith and now they had to learn
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there was no place to return nowhere they could turn
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Cherokee marching on the trail of tears
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Cherokee marching on the trail of tears
verse 2:
They were driven hard across the plains
And walked for many moons
'Cause the winds of change
Had made them realize that the promises were lies
