Cherokee (Live at Berkeley 1971)

I would like to a song called Cherokee In my short time I've loved, I've shined And now I find All my loving just been blind Southern girl, come on You and me, babe Gotta move on My fortunes mean nothing And I never cared about fame But the dark eyed Cherokee Like the raven, she knows me Nothin' 'round here get to me Like the lady from Tennessee Like the lady from Tennessee Thank you