Ancient Keetoowah Fox Turned 🦊 Made with Udio AI Music Generator
0Ancient Keetoowah Fox Turned 🦊
Made with Udio AI Music Generator and Produced by Christopher Neal - Athabascan Charro Keetoo
Video made with Fotoplay App and AI Generated Images from Microsoft Copilot Designer with OpenAI DALL-E 3
Original Song Track: https://www.udio.com/songs/2Bex5CacoJYatxscNEgCrY
Prompt: a song about the Cherokee Nation Keetoowah People, appalachian folk music, native american, mongolian music, alto flutete, traditional u.s. folk,
Regional music, Northern american music, Traditional country, American folk music, Mongolian music, Instrumental
Lyrics by Google Gemini and Christopher Neal - Athabascan Charro Keetoo
(Verse 1)
In the heart of ancient woodlands, where the southern waters flow,
Dwelt a people wise and sturdy, Cherokee of long ago.
From the mountains capped with snow peaks, to the valleys green and grand,
Threw their arrows, chased the bison, a resilient, noble band.
(Chorus)
Oh, the Cherokee, the Keetoowah, with a spirit strong and bright,
Honored nature's gentle whispers, danced beneath the moon's soft light.
Carved their stories upon tablets, passed down wisdom's sacred flame,
Cherokee, the Keetoowah, a legacy to acclaim.
(Verse 2)
Seven clans united, bound by kinship, love, and trust,
Each with symbols, totems, stories, woven in the sacred dust.
Hunters, gatherers, artists, farmers, pray for the Earth
with a language all their own,
Words that echoed through the canyons, a melodious, soulful tone.
(Chorus)
Oh, the Cherokee, the Keetoowah, with a spirit strong and bright,
Honored nature's gentle whispers, danced beneath the moon's soft light.
Carved their secrets upon petroglyphs, a language time can't erase,
Cherokee, the Keetoowah, leaving an enduring trace.
(Bridge)
Footsteps of the Gatt men echoed, a mournful, discordant song
Long ships replaced by clippers but their hair was still blond.
A long and bitter trail of tears, a haunting memory it seems. In the Court of man a bit of hope is gleaned.
(Verse 3)
But the Cherokee, unbroken, held onto their ancient ways,
Cast their language in the starlight, sang their songs in mournful haze.
Clung to stories of their ancestors, whispered secrets in the night,
A flickering flame of perseverance, a burning, ever-present light.
(Chorus)
Oh, the Cherokee, the Keetoowah, with a spirit strong and bright,
Weathered hardship, displacement, held onto their birthright.
Kept their traditions ever turning, like the cycle of the sun,
Cherokee, the Keetoowah, the future has begun.
In North Carolina, South Carolina, Georgia, Alabama, Oklahoma and Tennessee or a television near you
The Cherokee, the Keetoowah, the best on Earth,
Their spirit echoes through the ages, a story that time won't stall.