Wake up sweet Cherokee I'm coming home I see the haze of the fog in the canyons 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 through Mexico If I had a nickel for the times I've slept in the cold I'd be a rich man for a while then I'd lose it all I'd be a rich man for a while then I'd lose 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 back home through Oklahoma I had a thought Wondered if you'd look at me or even talk at all Cause I told you I had to leave and move along It was so wrong for me to go all on my own Wake up sweet Cherokee I'm coming home... I love you Cherokee don't care what they say