Spirit Horse Of The Cherokee
The trail of tears began for all the Cherokee
\r\nThe white men came to trade & borrow but then they would not leave
\r\nSome of us were taken by boat, and died at sea
\r\nThose of us who lived were sold to slavery
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\r\nWe welcomed them as brothers knowing nothing of their greed
\r\nBorn hunters not the hunted as the white man hunts for me
\r\nWe are descendants of the animals we live among the free
\r\nOur trail of tears would end one day at Wounded Knee.
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\r\nGreat Spirit, thunder birds fly, we are wild and free
\r\nTo fight and die by the open sky, Spirit Horse ride for me
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\r\nWhen we do the Ghost Dance, the buffalo will return
\r\nPaint ourselves for war, now blood and fire burn
\r\nGreat Spirit makes us strong, take us to the sky
\r\nThe Cherokee are brave, we are not afraid to die
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\r\nGreat Spirit, thunder birds fly, we are wild and free
\r\nTo fight and die by the open sky, Spirit Horse ride for me
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\r\nRed Cloud, Black Hawk, Sitting Bull, Crazy Horse, Geronimo
\r\nStrong and brave warriors to the grave
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\r\nThere has been much killing there will be much more
\r\nThe Medicine Man is dancing he's calling us to war,
\r\nHatchets sing with pride let the white men die
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\r\nGreat Spirit, thunder birds fly, we are wild and free
\r\nTo fight and die by the open sky, Spirit Horse ride for me
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