John Anderson – Yellow Creek (Guitar)

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Oh those Yellow Creek waters bathed the sons and daughters

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Of an Indian nation called the Cherokee

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Then came those pioneer settlers that drove those Indians westward

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Far from their home down on Yellow Creek

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Now it's many years later and I'm living in the nature

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Of this Indian paradise called Tennessee

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Where I find those broken arrows that flew like the sparrows

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The sparrows that still fly down on Yellow Creek

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Oh those Yellow Creek waters bathed the sons and daughters

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Of an Indian nation called the Cherokee

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Through the blood-stained years they walk the Trail of Tears

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Crying for their home down on Yellow Creek

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Sometimes my wife and babies think I'm going crazy

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When I talk about the things I see and hear when they're asleep

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Like those Indian children playing, singing and a-saying

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This is their home down on Yellow Creek

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Oh those Yellow Creek waters bathed the sons and daughters

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Of an Indian nation called the Cherokee 

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Through the blood-stained years they walk the Trail of Tears

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Crying for their home down on Yellow Creek

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Oh those Yellow Creek waters bathed the sons and daughters

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Of an Indian nation called the Cherokee 

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Through the blood-stained years they walk the Trail of Tears

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Crying for their home down on Yellow Creek