Western Flyer - Cherokee Highway lyrics

PRELUDE (Jesus Loves The Little Children) Mississippi, in '61, they Watched his daddy die Guided by the light of a burning cross That lit the Delta sky Kevin and Willie, 10 years old They were best of friends The only way you could tell 'em apart Was the color of their skin "C'mon Willie!," Kevin screamed "Let's get out of here!" Willie's numb Can't even run, frozen there with fear So Kevin takes off through the woods Yelling "I'll be back for you" Running fast, out of breath, can't stop and rest His daddy would know what to do But rushing through the door He sees the eyes of a man His daddy's washing the blood out of a sheet But it won't come off his hands And the blood still runs down Cherokee Highway A senseless river filled with all they've shed Just two dark sides to Cherokee Highway But black or white, the blood still runs red Now the fire is at the fuse In a town that just won't learn Word is out, "make the white man pay" Gonna watch his farm house burn Midnight, the flames begin Kevin's daddy's the first to rise So he grabs his gun and he grabs his wife But Kevin's still inside From the shadows comes a boy with darker skin Though they k**ed his daddy, gonna save his friend He runs through the door as the house falls in And the blood still runs down Cherokee Highway A senseless river filled with all they've shed Just two dark sides to Cherokee Highway But black or white, the blood still runs red Staning in the ashes, he sees what hate really is Two little bodies, both burned black Can't tell which child is his And the blood still runs down Cherokee Highway A senseless river filled with all they've shed Just two dark sides to Cherokee Highway But black or white, the blood still runs red