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From: LTWU46B@prodigy.com (MR KEN L REYNOLDS)
Date: Tue, 7 Apr 1998 16:54:15, -0500
Subject: d/denver_john/trail_of_tears.pro
album: Dreamland Express
song: Trail of Tears
written by: Randy Handley
performed by: John Denver
trasnscribed: Ken Reynolds
Enjoy my latest contribution to the directory.
Trail Of Tears
Randy Handley
No more beautiful moons may we spend on our lands
In the north the scarlet councils talks of war
And the long knives have massacred the tribe and burned
corn
We?re not welcome in our homeland any more
There will be a trail of tears
There will be a trail of pain [Em/g]
And Jackson will have the Missisis ippi and the twenty
dollar bill
But for us the trail is all that will re main
No more songs of the hunters on the buffalo plain
No more smoke from sacred fires touch these hills
And the numbers of the people will grow fewer every mile
And our children will not learn the Great Spirits way
There will be a trail of tears
There will be a trail of pain [Em/g]
And Jackson will have the Missis sippi and the twenty
dollar bill
But for us the trail is all that will re main
On the streets of Rapid City on the road to Wounded Knee
There is whiskey for for getting every thing
But the old ones say there may be time from learning from
each other
The way that it had once been meant to be
There is still a trail of tears
There is still a trail of pain [Em/g]
And Jackson has got the Missis sippi and the twenty
dollar bill
But for us the trail of tears re main
Jackson has got the Missis sippi and the twenty dollar
bill
But how long will the trail of tears re main
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Ken Reynolds