John Cherokee
- as sung by the crew of Zawisza Czarny
This is the tale of John Cherokee
Alabama John Cherokee
Injun man of the Miramashee
Alabama John Cherokee, way, hey, yah
Alabama John Cherokee, way, hey, yah
Alabama John Cherokee
They made him a slave down in Alabam'
He run away every time he can
They gave him nothing to eat or drink
How his bones began to clink
And now his ghost is often seen
Sitting in the middle of Galway Green
