Gm F Gm
Pinestraw on the ground around a fallen Cherokee rose
C Gm
It's got me wonderin' why those mighty winds of change must blow
F Gm
Once this land was free from fences and shotguns
C
Back when the people killed here for food instead of fun
A#
When the Earth was sanctified
C
Cherished in the red-man's eyes
D* Cadd9
Before the Cherokee rose
Gm C
The Cherokee rose
The Cherokee rose
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Gm F Gm
My boots sink down into the soft red Georgia clay
C Gm
Bought with their blood, this land here never was ours to take away
F Gm
Disheartened souls unjustly driven from their homes
C
Many died along the way, now we build our houses upon their bones
A#
After all these years
C
I can see the trail of tears
D* Cadd9
Damn this Cherokee rose
Gm C
Oh the Cherokee rose
The Cherokee rose
Gm F G*
Gm
Oh they call us the land of the free
F
And the home of the brave
C
But I don't hear much
Gm
About the injustice that we've done along the way
Fm
We try to black it out
Never think about
F
The price they had to pay
G*
We never cry for what was lost
A# G*
Shed a tear for the heavy cost
Gm F C
Of what we call "freedom"
Gm F Gm
All the gold in the world couldn't pay the debt we owe
C
We'll never right those wrongs, but I believe we should let them know
Gm F
That we won't forget and sure as hell won't justify
Gm C
And we'll do our best to keep their memories alive
A#
Oh the least that we could do
C
Is dedicate one lonesome bloom
Gm F
Won't ya take this Cherokee rose
Gm C
Oh the Cherokee rose
Gm F
The Cherokee rose
Gm C
The Cherokee Rose
Gm
The Cherokee Rose
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