Manowar

Spirit Horse Of The Cherokee

The trail of tears began for all the Cherokee
The white men came to trade and borrow,
But then they would not leave
Some of us were taken by boat, and 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 Spirit, thunder birds fly, we are wild and free
To fight and die by the open sky, Spirit Horse ride for me

When we do the Ghost Dance, the buffalo will return
Paint ourselves for war, now blood and fire burn
Great Spirits makes us strong, take us to the sky
The Cherokee are brave, we are not afraid to die

Red Cloud, Black Hawk, Sitting Bull Crazy Horse, Geronimo
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 Spirit, thunder birds fly, we are wild and free
To fight and die by the open sky, Spirit Horse ride for me.


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