Fm D# G# C# Fm D# Fm C# G# D# Fm Fm C They lived in peace not long ago Fm C a mighty Indian tribe C# C# Fm D# G# but the winds of change have made them realize A#m D# that the promises were lies Fm C The white manʼs greed in search of gold Fm C made the nation bleed C# C# Fm D# G# They had lost their faith and now they had to learn A#m Cm C# D# there was no place to return nowhere they could turn Fm D# G# C# Fm D# Fm C# G# D# Cherokee marching on the trail of tears Fm D# G# C# Fm D# Fm C# G# D# Fm Cherokee marching on the trail of tears They were driven hard across the plains And walked for many moons ʼCause the winds of change Had made them realize that the promises were lies So much to bear, all that pain Left them in despair.
