Ultimate Clifford Brown, 6 minutes

  • Cherokee


Clifford Brown

Sweet Indian maiden, since first I met you,
I can't forget you, Cherokee sweetheart.

Child of the prairie, your love keeps calling,
My heart enthralling, Cherokee.

Dreams of summertime, of lover time gone by,
Throng my memory so tenderly, and sigh. My

Sweet Indian maiden, one day I'll hold you,
In my arms fold you, Cherokee.

Written by Noble, Ray
Published by EMI Music Publishing

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