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