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