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Ah, ah, ah, oh-oh
Ooh
They lived in peace, not long ago
A mighty Indian tribe
But the winds of change
Have made them realize
That the promises were lies, oh
The white man's greed
In search of gold
Made the nation bleed
They have lost their faith
And now they had to learn
There was no place to return
Nowhere they could turn
Cherokee, oh
Marching on the trail of tears
Cherokee, oh
Marching on the trail of tears
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
So much to bear
And all that pain
Left them in despair
They have lost their faith
And now they had to learn
There was no place to return
Nowhere they could turn
Cherokee, oh
Marching on the trail of tears
Cherokee, oh
Marching on the trail of tears, oh-oh
Yeah-yeah
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Cherokee, oh
Marching on the trail of tears
Cherokee, oh
Marching on the trail of tears, oh-oh
Cherokee, oh
Marching on the trail of tears
Cherokee, oh
Marching on the trail of tears, oh-oh