No more [G] beautiful moons may we [Em] spend on our lands
In the [C] north the scarlet [D] councils talks of [G] war [D]
And the [G] long knives have massacred the [Em] tribe and burned
corn
We’re not [C] welcome in our [D] homeland any [G] more
There will be a [C] trail [D] of [G] tears
There will be a [C] trail [D] of [Em] pain [Em/g]
And Jackson will [C] have the Missisis [G] ippi and the [C] twenty
dollar [G] bill
But for [C] us the trail is [D] all that will re [G] main
No more [G] songs of the hunters on the [Em] buffalo plain
No more [C] smoke from sacred [D] fires touch these [G] hills [D]
And the [G] numbers of the people will grow [Em] fewer every mile
And our [C] children will not [D] learn the Great Spirits [G] way
There will be a [C] trail [D] of [G] tears
There will be a [C] trail [D] of [Em] pain [Em/g]
And Jackson will [C] have the Missis [G] sippi and the [C] twenty
dollar [G] bill
But for [C] us the trail is [D] all that will re [G] main
On the [G] streets of Rapid City on the [Em] road to Wounded Knee
There is [C] whiskey for for [D] getting every [G] thing [D]
But the [G] old ones say there may be time from [Em] learning from
each other
The [C] way that it had [D] once been meant to [G] be
There is still a [C] trail [D] of [G] tears
There is still a [C] trail [D] of [Em] pain [Em/g]
And Jackson has [C] got the Missis [G] sippi and the [C] twenty
dollar [G] bill
But for [C] us the trail of [D] tears re [G] main
Jackson has [C] got the Missis [G] sippi and the [C] twenty dollar
[G] bill
But how [C] long will the [D] trail of tears re [G] main
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