No more  beautiful moons may we  spend on our lands And the  long knives have massacred the  tribe and burned corn We?re not  welcome in our  homeland any  more There will be a  trail  of  tears There will be a  trail  of  pain   dollar  bill                    But for  us the trail is  all that will re  main No more  songs of the hunters on the  buffalo plain And the  numbers of the people will grow  fewer every mile And our  children will not  learn the Great Spirits  way There will be a  trail  of  tears There will be a  trail  of  pain   dollar  bill                   But for  us the trail is  all that will re  main On the  streets of Rapid City on the  road to Wounded Knee But the  old ones say there may be time from  learning from each other The  way that it had  once been meant to  be There is still a  trail  of  tears There is still a  trail  of  pain   dollar  bill                   But for  us the trail of  tears re  main bill                   But how  long will the  trail of tears re  main