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The blood that courses through my veins
Runs true to the Cherokee.
I am the blood of my people.
I am Cherokee.The trail that my forefathers walked,
Saturated in their tears,
The trail has become my trial
I listen with their ears.I heard the wailing of the Cherokee
Proud of the salty tears,
I cry the tears of the Cherokee
Even after all these years.I walk the trail that they cried,
I hear their voices frail,
I bear the blood of the Cherokee.
Damn this worthless trail.'Trail Of Tears' of the Cherokee,
Long remembered in shame.
I cry out for the Cherokee.
I wear the Cherokee name.Hear me loud and hear me clear,
No head hung in sorrow...
For I am the proud Cherokee
Waiting for tomorrow.I will regain what my forefathers lost.
I will stand and show my pride.
And all the spirits of the lost Cherokee
Will be standing at my side.I am the proud Cherokee.
You'd do well to remember my name.
In the name of all Cherokee
My rights I do reclaim.
<~~~~~~~~> I am Cherokee
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