Cherokee maiden of your Forefathers land
Cherokee maiden of your Grandmothers land
Cherokee maiden of your lost taken, land
Cherokee maiden the circus is in town
Cherokee maiden I hear your calls,
alas, it is all in the past
Are you free to roam as your ancestors’ did?
Can you travel wherever for game to live?
Are the buffalos still roaming the plains?
Are the Bison still grazing on the Great Plains?
Are there any Pronghorn roaming in the
Mojave Desert, called Antelope Valley
Are the rivers and streams still clear clean?
Are you free to talk to your spirits and gods?
Only in war we have our camps
Yes prisoner of war behind barbed wire
World war two what did one nation do
Condemned by most, abhorrent by all
A nation all great, look on the outside
It’s native peoples invisible chains
What of a new world, a distant planet
One day to come, travel so far
Round them all up make them walk
Taken from homeland see baron soil
That’s not good enough move them again
So many died Trail of Tears
Why’ oh why, must we force our will
Can’t we share, equal rights, equality too
Yes, if you’re not of this beautiful place
Rights governed by those who invade
Do not plead
So they blame the red man for all his ills
Congress and the Whitehouse reject
Gen. Winfield Scott, 7000 troops
rounded up the Cherokee at bayonet point
Only 400 Cherokees escaped
18000-herded first in a series of forts
800-mile walk forage for food
So brave they be the Cherokee tribe
Their mountains, streams, forests,
open plains, Rushmore a sacred place
So much more, taken, killed for
What is a reservation, tract of land?
Reserved for exclusive occupation
by native tribes.
Is not an open prison similar?
Come and go as one pleases.
Rest in peace those that fell
Rest in peace the unborn child
Rest in peace Warrior people
Rest in peace 500 + tribes