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"The Final Countdown"
Cherokee

intro:        Em D G C Em D Em C G D Em

Em                  B
They lived in peace   not long ago
Em              B
a mighty Indian tribe
C                  C Em     D             G
but the winds of change   have made them realize
            Am          D
that the promises were lies
Em                    B
The white man's greed   in search of gold
Em                B
made the nation bleed
C                     C  Em       D               G
They had lost their faith    and now they had to learn
          Am             Bm    C                  D
there was no place to return   nowhere they could turn
         Em D G C               Em        D      Em C G D
Cherokee        marching on the trail of tears
         Em D G C               Em        D      Em C G D     Em
Cherokee        marching on the trail of tears

verse 2:    They were driven hard across the plains
And walked for many moons
'Cause the winds of change
Had made them realize that the promises were lies
So much to bear, all that pain
Left them in despair.