~A young Cherokee Indian Princess born~to mountains old and worn.~Up in the Smokey Mountains on high~in a place that touches the sky.~~Soon her very happiness~would turn to saddness.~Her young heart would break~for a forbidden love's sake.~
~Into her life he came~their love knew no shame,~
but it was her white uncle's son~whose heart she had won.~
~Her valiant heart bled~her eyes tears shed~for the love of this man~not born on Indian land.~
~And his love was noble and bold~as this young maiden he longed to hold.~Although they knew it wrong~
their's was a love pure and strong.~
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The love continued to grow~their parent's shame began to show.~Their love was forbidden,~and it's fate already written.~
~Secret meetings under the night's sky~love's passion flying on high.~Not accepting defeat~they continued to meet.~
~But one fateful night,~by the sky's starry light,~past the mountains,~at the end of the trail,~the young man's horse stumbled and fell.~
~Throwing the young man into the river so deep~struggling but his life he could not keep.~ Standing in the moonlight in wait,~the Indian Princess soon knew his fate.~
~Now she cries in the wind,~her tears a message send,~
to her own true love,~who is with the Great Spirit above.~
~The Indian Princess rides alone each day~
~and to the Great Spirit prays,~ that soon they will be together,~
as their love lives forever.~
~©Barbara LaBarbera~
~(Lady Bleaux)~
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