Trail of Tears (words by Penny Johnson)

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by: Peter Johnson
uploaded: 02/29/2016
notes:
 Words: Penny Johnson
Music: Peter Johnson

Torn, torn
	Every hour of every day
	Ive had to watch them mourn.
Dont take us, no
	The Cherokees and their families
	are torn away from home.

Father, father
	What is going on?
	Mother heard a racket
	and she thought that you were gone.
Father, father
	Please dont resist
	Because if you do, theyll kill you too
	with something far worse than a fist.

This is the Trail where they Cried
The Indian Removal Act wasnt declined
The Treaty of New Echota wasnt resigned
But I guess you could say that we all tried.

Never will I ever
	see my home again
	And never will I ever
	see my brother, hes dead.
Disease, heat and dehydration 
	are slow killers
	But perhaps wed rather die
Than leave our homes forever.


Broken, broken
	weve all broken down
	Leaving our village behind
that has just become a ghost town
Gold, gold
	its all just for gold
	Georgia didnt honor us
	and now we walk in the cold.

One, two
	I will not continue
	for every step we take
	leads us farther away.
Stop, stop!
	Brother has fallen
	Mother feels no heartbeat
	did he really deserve to die?

Never will I ever
see my home again
And never will I ever
see my brother, hes dead.
Disease, heat and dehydration 
are slow killers
But perhaps wed rather die
Than leave our homes forever.

This is The Trail Where They Cried
this is the trail where children scream
this the the trail where lives are destroyed
this is what they call The Trail of Tears.

This is the Trail where they Cried
			This is the trail where my brother lost his life
				This is the trail where many people died
					This is the trail where we leave our lives behind  
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