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Nunna Daul Tsuny
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A song about the tragedy of the trail of tears.
warren wagner acoustic fo
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Acoustic folk, Acoustic rock, acoustic country
Hello, I'm Warren and I've been writing songs for about 18 years. I play mostly in St. Charles Missouri. If your in town stop by Rumple's Pub any Wednesday night between 8:00 and 12:00. Don't forget to come up and introduce yourself. Hope to see you there.
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Genre
Acoustic • Acoustic Folk
Charts
Peak #113
Peak in subgenre #9
Author
Warren Wagner
Rights
© Warren J. Wagner 2002
Uploaded
November 13, 2003
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MP3 4.4 MB • 128 kbps • 4:47
Story behind the song
This is a song about one of the saddest events in American history. The relocation of the sovereign nation of the Cherokee from their own land in Georgia to Oklahoma because we discovered gold in Goergia. Roughly 4000 Cherokee died during this forced migration due to extremely harsh conditions which could have been avoided by waiting 4 months.
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Nunna Daul Tsuny On a dark October morn rain was falling from the sky In 645 wagons the Cherokee set out to die Andy Jackson signed the law that drove them from their native land Though they had fought at Horse’s Shoe no clout was theirs to command CHORUS: Nunna Daul Tsuny On the trail where they cried 4000 shallow graves One for each of them that died 7000 white faced men cam through the hills to round them up Then pushed them to the wagons Ho! With bayonets fixed Get on up Forced to leave their homes and land no time to wait until the spring The white man’s lust for gold decreed They’d have to brave the winter’s sting Repeat Chorus Chief John Ross led the prayer that set them on their fateful way Not knowing that his noble wife would with her life be brought to pay She’d given up her blanket’s warmth to save a sick and freezing child Pneumonia came and took her life they left her in the frozen wild. Repeat Chorus They came upon the river wide choked with ice they could not trust They would have waited out the thaw instead were told that cross they must Some to the river’s torrent lost some froze in clothing iced to skin Unlucky some survived the month were prodded to the march again Repeat Chorus Still chieftains prayed for God to ease the strain upon the mother’s souls And as they watched the children die there sprang from earth the Cherokee rose Its heart of gold its petals white its stems always with seven leaves Tell the story each year new and line the trail where mother earth grieves Repeat Chorus A stream of death a trail of tears a page from our own history And on our twenty dollar bill the face to live in infamy Too many are the heroes tales that came from this sad tragedy Too many more the tales of greed of broken hopes and misery Repeat chorus
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