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The Tearful Trail
Their beds and lofts were lumpy

Many of them complained

Their journey was quite bumpy

They walked through puddles and rain


Then they went down the trail

They walked through snow

They went through hail

They took a bow and shot a doe

No one knew where they would go
They tried to make friends

Went 15 miles a day

It seemed to never end

They had to pay to walk the way


A very harsh journey

A lot of people died

They didn’t have gurneys

So many people cried


The Cherokee were very sad

Because they had to leave their land

A lot of people were very mad

Because they had to leave their band


Then one day they had to leave their homes

They packed their things and started to roam

Then John Ross heard a horn and then they heard a storm

They feared it was a bad luck sign they had to travel in a line


Then one day they had to leave their Tennessee homes

They packed their things in bags and they started to roam

Then John Ross heard a horn and then they heard a storm

They feared it was a bad luck sign they had to travel in a line

Indian Removal Act
It is 1828

Things right now aren’t looking great

Andrew Jackson signed a bill

That forced the Cherokee away against their will

The Cherokee protested not to go

The US supreme Court agreed so

The southern states and Jackson took their land

It all got really out of hand


The more the Cherokee succeeded

The more enemies they made

It was challenging going in the night

Thomas Jefferson made a big fight

But we still think the Cherokee were right
The more they succeeded

The more enemies they had

Even though they really weren’t so bad

The President believed in the Indian Removal Act

And that is a very sad fact
John Ross went to D.C. to get his people free

The supreme court totally agreed

Despite pressure and pain

The Cherokee kept fighting to gain


On October 1st 1838

They moved west

They sadly watched their homes disappear

They agreed the President was pest

And this is what we know as the trail of tears

16,000
They had $65.88 (cents)

For food clothing, and ointments

The president made them go west

And it did not turn out the best

As the winter weather was revealed

Their wounds were not healed
The place where people cried, nearly 4,000 died

The lightning and clouds were very bad omens


The doors of truth then were opened.

The people were walking down the way

While death was stalking far away
West West

Where We Will Rest

Blood Blood that drips off my bones

Turns into a shiny red stone

Whenever a Cherokee dies

16,000 will cry


The Cherokee were very sad.

The Englishmen had done some bad.

Every time a Cherokee died.

A red rock rose will always rise.

The wounds they had would never heal.

They were too deep to ever seal.


West West

Where We Will Rest

Blood Blood that drips off my bones

Turns into a shiny red stone

Whenever a Cherokee dies

16,000 will cry


We jumped into the wagon and started up the mountain.

Who knows how many miles left to go?

We were promised supplies but instead they stole our pride and homes.

Pride and homes x3
We are the Cherokee Tribe

The Settlers made us move

They took away our pride
We are the Cherokee Tribe

We don’t know where to go

We feel so exposed
We are the Cherokee Tribe

Huh huh huh

Huh huh huh
We are the Cherokee Tribe

Huh huh huh

Huh huh huh
The US Government

US Government

Did not give us the supplies

The nearby tribes

The nearby tribes

Suffered from smallpox and died.
We are the Cherokee Tribe

We fought for our lives

Many of us died
We are the Cherokee Tribe

The smallpox came to us

We had to make a fuss
We are the Cherokee Tribe

Huh huh huh

Huh huh huh
We are the Cherokee Tribe

Huh huh huh

Huh huh huh
The settlers made us move

We had to go West

It took a long time

So we got no rest.

The trail was very long

a hundred forty days

And when we asked for peace

They said no way!
We are the Cherokee Tribe

The Settlers made us move

They took away our pride
We are the Cherokee Tribe

We don’t know where to go

We feel so exposed
We are the Cherokee Tribe

Huh huh huh

Huh huh huh x2


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