Trail of Tears
All the leaves were turning brown when we marched through Tennessee
Herding men like Moses did into the dusty sea
And though they cried to Jesus, still we did as we was told
And Mother Mercy looked away, the sky was thick with crows
Well they say that there's a
difference 'tween the white man and the red
That though they pray and work like me, they're something else instead
Well, President Jackson says it's best, but he ain't the one to go
And Mother Mercy looked away, the sky was thick with crows
So I marched down the trail of tears with a rifle in my hand
With orders not to pick them up if anyone couldn't stand
And though the sun was shining down that trail to Hell still froze
And Mother Mercy looked away, the sky was thick with crows
Daniel Thornton held his tongue 'til he couldn't hold it back
He raised his voice to the Major's gun so they shot him in his tracks
Their bodies fed those feathered coats, on blackened wings they rose
And Mother Mercy looked away, the sky was thick with crows
What do you tell a mother who can't feed her starving child?
How can you tell a boy of ten to march a thousand miles?
What do you tell your children when they ask what words you chose?
When Mother Mercy looked away and the sky was thick with crows
Herding men like Moses did into the dusty sea
And though they cried to Jesus, still we did as we was told
And Mother Mercy looked away, the sky was thick with crows
Well they say that there's a
difference 'tween the white man and the red
That though they pray and work like me, they're something else instead
Well, President Jackson says it's best, but he ain't the one to go
And Mother Mercy looked away, the sky was thick with crows
So I marched down the trail of tears with a rifle in my hand
With orders not to pick them up if anyone couldn't stand
And though the sun was shining down that trail to Hell still froze
And Mother Mercy looked away, the sky was thick with crows
Daniel Thornton held his tongue 'til he couldn't hold it back
He raised his voice to the Major's gun so they shot him in his tracks
Their bodies fed those feathered coats, on blackened wings they rose
And Mother Mercy looked away, the sky was thick with crows
What do you tell a mother who can't feed her starving child?
How can you tell a boy of ten to march a thousand miles?
What do you tell your children when they ask what words you chose?
When Mother Mercy looked away and the sky was thick with crows
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Writer(s): Benjamin Deschamps, Heather Dale
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