No more beautiful moons may we spend on our lands
And the long knives have ma ssacred the tribe and burn ed
corn
We?re not welcome in our homeland any more
There will be a trail of tears
There will be a trail of pain
dollar bill
But for us the trail is all that will re main
No more songs of the hunters on the buffalo plain
And the numbers of the peopl e will grow fewer every mile
And our children will not learn the Great Spirits way
There will be a trail of tears
There will be a trail of pain
dollar bill
But for us the trail is all that will re main
On the streets of Rapid City on the road to Wounded Knee
But the old ones say there may be time from lear ning from
each other
The way that it had once been meant to be
There is still a trail of tears
There is still a trail of pain
dollar bill
But for us the trail of tears re main
bill
But how long will the trail of tears re main