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 boatand died at sea

Those of us who lived were sold to slavery



We welcomed them as brothers knowing nothing of their greed

Born hunters not the hunted as the white man hunts for me

We are descendants of the animals we live among the free

Our trail of tears would end one day at wounded knee.



Great spiritthunder birds flywe are wild and free

To fight and die by the open skyspirit horse ride for me



When we do the ghost dancethe buffalo will return

Paint ourselves for warnow blood and fire burn

Great spirit makes us strongtake us to the sky

The cherokee are bravewe are not afraid to die



Great spiritthunder birds flywe are wild and free

To fight and die by the open skyspirit horse ride for me



Red cloudblack hawksitting bullcrazy horsegeronimo

Strong and brave warriors to the grave



There has been much killing there will be much more

The medicine man is dancing he's calling us to war

Hatchets sing with pride let the white men die



Great spiritthunder birds flywe are wild and free

To fight and die by the open skyspirit horse ride for me