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Hoof prints and foot prints, deep ruts the wagons made
The victor and the loser came by here
No head stones, but these bones bring the mascalero death moans
See the smooth black nuggets by the thousands lying here
Petrified, but justified are these apache tears
Dead grass, dry roots, hunger crying in the night
Ghost of broken hearts and laws are here
And who saw the young squaw, they judged by their whiskey law
Tortured till she died of pain and fear
Where the soldiers lay her back, are the black apache tears
The young men, the old men, the guilty and the innocent
Bled red blood and chilled alike with fears
The red men, the white men, no fight ever took this land
So don't raise the dust when you pass here
They're sleeping and in my keeping are these apache tears
- Album:
- All Aboard the Blue Train with Johnny Cash
- Out Among the Stars
- Miscellaneous
- CASH
- American V: A Hundred Highways
- American IV: The Man Comes Around
- American III: Solitary Man
- American Recordings
- Hymns By Johnny Cash
- American V: A Hunderd Highways
- The Definitive Collection
- At Folsom Prison
- Johnny Cash Remixed
- Cash Unearthed
- Personal File
- Ring Of Fire
- VH1 Storytellers
- The Essential Johnny Cash
- Radio 2 - 1000 Klassiekers Vol. 2
- Man in Black: Live in Denmark 1971