The Silas Powell Band - Cherokee Queen

Cherokee Queen
Music and Lyrics by Jeff Powell

I met her in the Carolina Mountains
She was a poor boy's dark-haired dream
She stole my heart like a thief in the night
She was my Cherokee Queen

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Cherokee Queen you haunt my memories
I see your dark eyes in the shadows of my mind
I love you still and I know I always will Cherokee Queen I just had to make you mine

Well I was a mule Skinner for the US mail
Through the mountains I did
Her papa was an elder on the reservation and a white man he could not abide

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We ran away to the Cataloochee valley
Where we build ourselves at home
But her papa and her brothers would not forget the fact that a white man had stole one of their own

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In the dare of the night they crossed Watia Mountain
They just could not let things be
It was on that night I lost my one and only to a bullet that was meant for me

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