Sweet little Cherokee
We'll meet by the linden tree
There, beneath to
Stars that shine
That's where
I will make you mine
When campfires glow
I'll be dreamin' of you
When soft winds blow
They will say I love you
Be tender, heart for me
My sweet little Cherokee
Be tender, heart for me
My sweet little Cherokee
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