| Song | Trail Of Freedom |
| Artist | Bill Miller |
| Album | The Red Road |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Corbin, Miller | |
| I dreamed I saw crazy horse, riding through the badlands he was wild and brave and free | |
| I swear I heard the crys of the innocent victims in the wind at wounded knee | |
| Theres a trail of tears we could follow, can you hear the footsteps of the Cherokee | |
| Its a trail of broken promises, will you walk this trail with me | |
| We can find america down the trail of freedom | |
| Walk the way of my fathers from sea to sea | |
| Oh can you find america, hear the drums of freedom | |
| Gonna find it together, walk this trail | |
| Walk the trail with me | |
| I felt the Chipawa wind off Lake Michigan on a cold Chicago day | |
| I heard the thunder of the Seminoles, way down in the everglades | |
| And I've seen it in the beauty of a Navaho girl, like a flower in the desert heat | |
| And I've felt it in the pride of a Cheyene dancer, as he moved to an ancient beat | |
| Oh can you find america down the trail of freedom | |
| Walk the way of my fathers from sea to sea | |
| Yeah we can find america, hear drums of freedom | |
| Gonna find it together, walk this trail | |
| Walk the trail with me | |
| I walk the streets of Gallup, New Mexico on a saturday night | |
| I watched my brothers fall to the alcohol, we were going down without a fight | |
| Hey brothers, we must walk with the pride of Cheif Joseph, have the courage of Geronimo | |
| For this trail its long, so you have to be strong, just to find your way back home | |
| We can find america down the trail of freedom | |
| Walk the way of my fathers from sea to sea | |
| Oh can you find america, hear the drums of freedom | |
| Gonna find it together, walk this trail | |
| Walk the trail with me |
| zuo ci : Corbin, Miller | |
| I dreamed I saw crazy horse, riding through the badlands he was wild and brave and free | |
| I swear I heard the crys of the innocent victims in the wind at wounded knee | |
| Theres a trail of tears we could follow, can you hear the footsteps of the Cherokee | |
| Its a trail of broken promises, will you walk this trail with me | |
| We can find america down the trail of freedom | |
| Walk the way of my fathers from sea to sea | |
| Oh can you find america, hear the drums of freedom | |
| Gonna find it together, walk this trail | |
| Walk the trail with me | |
| I felt the Chipawa wind off Lake Michigan on a cold Chicago day | |
| I heard the thunder of the Seminoles, way down in the everglades | |
| And I' ve seen it in the beauty of a Navaho girl, like a flower in the desert heat | |
| And I' ve felt it in the pride of a Cheyene dancer, as he moved to an ancient beat | |
| Oh can you find america down the trail of freedom | |
| Walk the way of my fathers from sea to sea | |
| Yeah we can find america, hear drums of freedom | |
| Gonna find it together, walk this trail | |
| Walk the trail with me | |
| I walk the streets of Gallup, New Mexico on a saturday night | |
| I watched my brothers fall to the alcohol, we were going down without a fight | |
| Hey brothers, we must walk with the pride of Cheif Joseph, have the courage of Geronimo | |
| For this trail its long, so you have to be strong, just to find your way back home | |
| We can find america down the trail of freedom | |
| Walk the way of my fathers from sea to sea | |
| Oh can you find america, hear the drums of freedom | |
| Gonna find it together, walk this trail | |
| Walk the trail with me |
| zuò cí : Corbin, Miller | |
| I dreamed I saw crazy horse, riding through the badlands he was wild and brave and free | |
| I swear I heard the crys of the innocent victims in the wind at wounded knee | |
| Theres a trail of tears we could follow, can you hear the footsteps of the Cherokee | |
| Its a trail of broken promises, will you walk this trail with me | |
| We can find america down the trail of freedom | |
| Walk the way of my fathers from sea to sea | |
| Oh can you find america, hear the drums of freedom | |
| Gonna find it together, walk this trail | |
| Walk the trail with me | |
| I felt the Chipawa wind off Lake Michigan on a cold Chicago day | |
| I heard the thunder of the Seminoles, way down in the everglades | |
| And I' ve seen it in the beauty of a Navaho girl, like a flower in the desert heat | |
| And I' ve felt it in the pride of a Cheyene dancer, as he moved to an ancient beat | |
| Oh can you find america down the trail of freedom | |
| Walk the way of my fathers from sea to sea | |
| Yeah we can find america, hear drums of freedom | |
| Gonna find it together, walk this trail | |
| Walk the trail with me | |
| I walk the streets of Gallup, New Mexico on a saturday night | |
| I watched my brothers fall to the alcohol, we were going down without a fight | |
| Hey brothers, we must walk with the pride of Cheif Joseph, have the courage of Geronimo | |
| For this trail its long, so you have to be strong, just to find your way back home | |
| We can find america down the trail of freedom | |
| Walk the way of my fathers from sea to sea | |
| Oh can you find america, hear the drums of freedom | |
| Gonna find it together, walk this trail | |
| Walk the trail with me |