Apache Tears Lyrics - Johnny Cash

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 Mascalero death moans 

See the smooth black nuggets by the thousands laying 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 

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