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Oct 2016
Wagons **
Time to roll
. Got 1500 miles
And many lives to go
See the once great proud men
That the wind could never Bend
Going where white man sends

The Trail of Tears
Is paved with blood
From the people forced to leave
The land that they loved
Trail of Tears
The Dead End Road
That we're doomed to trod again
Or so the wise men told

The Native Son
In a foreign land
Pushed until he's down
So he has to have a hand
To raise him up
Upon his feet
Never raises his eyes
Cause  he knows
That he's been beat

Now he walks into the sun
Getting near to the end
Of what the white man has begun
Took away...
... All hopes and pride
Sent them all away
Dead and dying deep inside

Trail of Tears
Is paved with blood
Of the people forced to leave
The land that they love

See the once great proud men
That the wind ...
       ....could never Bend
Going where
The white man sends
. Got 1500 miles and many lives to go
Keith W Fletcher
Written by
Keith W Fletcher  63/M/Oklahoma
(63/M/Oklahoma)   
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