Cherokee

Wake up sweet Cherokee I'm coming home
 I see the haze of the fog in the caynon where we used to roam
 But your people didn't like my white man's ways
 But I love you Cherokee, don't care what they say
 Time is catching up with me cause I've been on the road
 I traveled way up north and then down to Mexico
 If I had a nickel for the times I slept in the cold
 I'd be a rich man for a while then I'd loose it all
 Wake up sweet Cherokee I'm coming home
 I see the haze of the fog in the valleys where we used to roam
 The nightmares and scars of the memories have gone away
 And I think I'm coming home to stay
 On the way through Oklahoma I had a thought
 Wondered if you'd even look at me or talk at all
 Cause I told you I had to leave and move along
 It was so wrong of me to go alone all on my own
 Wake up sweet Cherokee I'm coming home
 I see the haze of the fog in the valleys where we used to roam
 The nightmares and scars of the memories have gone away
 And I think I'm coming home to stay
 I love you Cherokee, don't care what they say