Frédérique Spigt
Trail of tears
> 1988 - Wounded
Trail of tears (3:53)
The indian land is dry
You can hear the jackal cry
All of you people
Everybody get down get down
There’s a hollow scream
Keep your finger on the trigger
There’s danger in every crack
Yellow white or black
Everybody head down head down
There’s a hollow scream
And the chief said, it’s not a dream
I can’t wake you up, it’s not a dream
Take cheer
We’re all riding on the trail of tears
And the land is red
Burned and buried the dead
Women and children
Everybody put down put down
There’s a hollow scream
And the chief said, it’s not a dream
I can’t wake you up, it’s not a dream
You better take cheer
We’re all riding on the trail of tears
It’s a mistake
The blood in Horseshoe Lake
There’s no trace of regret
Just the trace of the dead
Put down put down
I hear another hollow scream
For another horrid scene
And the chief said, it’s not a dream
I can’t wake you up, it’s not a dream
Take cheer (we’re riding on the trail of tears)
It’s not a dream
All the women and the children
Everybody ooh, ooh
(We’re riding on the trail of tears)
We’re all riding on the trail of tears
On the trail of tears, ooh
We’re riding on the trail of tears
We’re riding on the trail of tears
Muziek/tekst: Frédérique Spigt.
(P) 1988 SBK Songs Holland BV
(C) 1988 CBS Grammofoonplaten BV
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