Cherokee
Ray Brown Lyrics
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I can't forget you, Cherokee sweetheart.
Child of the prairie, your love keeps calling,
My heart enthralling, Cherokee.
Dreams of summertime, of lover time gone by,
Throng my memory so tenderly, and sigh. My
Sweet Indian maiden, one day I'll hold you,
In my arms fold you, Cherokee.
In this song, Ray Brown reminisces about a past love interest he had with a Native American woman. He describes her as a "Sweet Indian maiden" that he met and couldn't forget. He is enchanted by her love and how it is continuously calling him, enthralling his heart. He recalls memories of their time together with tender emotions, dreaming of the summertime they spent together.
Brown longs for the day when he will be reunited with his "Cherokee sweetheart" and hold her in his arms. The lyrics are beautifully written, conveying a sense of love and longing that anyone who has experienced heartbreak or separation can relate to. The song's melody and instrumentation are tender and soothing, adding to the overall emotional impact of the lyrics.
Line by Line Meaning
Sweet Indian maiden, since first I met you,
Addressing a Native American woman whom the singer met before, and has been constantly thinking about.
I can't forget you, Cherokee sweetheart.
Expressing how unforgettable and sweet this woman is, using her ethnicity and the name of her tribe in the endearing nickname given to her.
Child of the prairie, your love keeps calling,
Using nature to describe how her love keeps beckoning him, likening it to the vast open space of the prairie where she's from.
My heart enthralling, Cherokee.
Saying that his heart is captivated by the love call of this woman from the Cherokee tribe, and he can't resist its charm.
Dreams of summertime, of lover time gone by,
Being nostalgic of the past, particularly of summer when love was in the air, and reminiscing about a past lover.
Throng my memory so tenderly, and sigh. My
Feeling a rush of tender memories when recalling past summer loves, which leads him to sigh with nostalgia.
Sweet Indian maiden, one day I'll hold you,
Repeating the sweet nickname then giving a promise to hold and embrace her someday in the future.
In my arms fold you, Cherokee.
Describing the act of holding and embracing this Native American woman from the Cherokee tribe, to show how much he longs for her.
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Written by: Ray Noble
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