"Trail Of Tears" lyrics

No more beautiful moons may we spend on our land
In the north, the starlit council talks alone
And the long knives have massacred the tribe that burned coal
We're not welcome in our homes anymore

There will be a trail of tears
There will be a trail of pain
And Jackson will have the Mississippi and the twenty dollar bill
But for us, the trail is all that will remain

No more songs of the hunter on the buffalo plain
No more smoke from sacred fires touch these hands
And the numbers of the people will grow fewer every mile
And the children will not learn Great Spirit's will

There will be a trail of tears
There will be a trail of pain
And Jackson will have the Mississippi and the twenty dollar bill
But how long will the trail of tears remain?

And on the streets of Rapid City on the road to Wounded Knee
There is whiskey for forgetting everything
But the old ones say that maybe time, learning from each other
The way that it had once been meant to be

There is still a trail of tears
There is still a trail of pain
And Jackson's got the Mississippi and his twenty dollar bill
But for us, the trail is all that will remain
Jackson's got the Mississippi and his twenty dollar bill
But how long will the trail of tears remain?

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