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From Gruft & NewK's album, NO ONE WANTS TO FORGET

Lyrics

TRAIL OF TEARS
Words/music by James Gruft
copyright 2010 JHGMusic


Verse
It was 1814, March twenty-seven,

We-fought-beside-our-brother, Andrew Jackson,

Fought-against-the Red Sticks, brought them down,

At the Battle of Horseshoe Bend.

And what did we get,

For joining our forces with the United States,

When they needed a hand?

When we returned to our homes in the Cherokee Nation,

The American troops had ravaged our land.

But that was just the start, of the ultimate

betrayal,

America’s promises had us all deceived,

Twenty treaties made, twenty treaties broken,

Yet still our People tried to believe. . .

Chorus
Down the trail, forced from our homeland,

Down the Trail, six hundred miles,

One in four would never make it,

It was the worst of all our fears,

Down the Trail, Down the Trail,

Down the Trail, Down the Trail of Tears.

Verse
Georgia’s Governor Lumpkin, caused our devastation,

By denying our existence as a sovereign nation,

Lotteried-off-our-lands, threw-us-off-our estates,

And we had no legal recourse being of the Red Race,

A tiny group of natives,

Led by John Ridge, thought they knew best,

And brought on our fall,

They-forged-a-false-treaty for removal of the Cherokees,

Claiming that they represented us all,

Against the protests of Davy Crocket, Daniel

Webster, Ralph Emerson,

Against the whole Cherokee Nation’s cries,

Still the US Congress took up that false treaty,

And ratified their lies.


Chorus
Down the trail, forced from our homeland,

Through the West, six hundred miles,

White men saw us come, and charged great tolls for passage,

It was the worst of all our fears,

Down the Trail, Down the Trail,

Down the Trail, Down the Trail of Tears.


Verse
Once adjunct to General Jackson, in the war of 1812,

We started out as friends, but we didn’t know ourselves,

Then he wanted our removal, so we ended enemies,

And when he rose to be President,

I became chief of the Cherokees,


I sought to serve the Cherokee Nation through non-violent means, but I was at a loss,

I staked my leadership that I could reason with

America, or I wasn’t John Ross.

But all the Cherokees we had to be one,

We all say no they have to leave us alone,

But one small group made secret deals, we were undone,

They turned us out of every home. . .


Chorus
Down the trail, so many died that winter,

Trapped along the frozen Mississippi river,

While President van Buren wrongly claimed we’d made safe passage,

Truth rained upon deaf ears,

Down the Trail, Down the Trail,

Down the Trail, Down the Trail of Tears.