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American Remains by the Highwaymen featuring Waylon, Willie, Johnny and Kris.

Great historical song from the Highwaymen 2 album. (Johnny) I am a shotgun rider for the San Jacinto line The desert is my brother, my skin is cracked and dry I was ridin' on a folk coach, and everything was fine Till we took a shorter road to save some time The bandits only fired once, they shot me in the chest They may've wounded me, but they'll never get the best of better men 'Cause I'll ride again (Waylon) I am a river gambler; I make a livin' dealin' cards My clothes are smoothed and honest; my heart is cold and hard I was shufflin' for some delta boys on a boat for New Orleans I was the greatest sharp they'd ever seen But the captain bumped a sandbar, and an ace fell from my sleeve They threw me overboard as I swore I didn't cheat, but I could swim And I'll ride again (All) We are heros of the homeland, American remains We live in many places, and answer many names We will not be forgotten, we won't be left behind Our memories live on in mortal minds and poets' pens We'll ride again (Willie) I am a midwest farmer; I make a livin' off the land I ride a John Deere tractor, I'm a liberated man But the rain, it hasn't fallen since the middle of July And if it don't come soon, my crops will die The bankman says he likes me, but there's nothin' he can do He tells me that he's comin', but the clouds are comin' too; he ain't my friend And I'll ride agin (Kris) I am an American Indian; my tribe is Cherokee My forefathers loved this land; they left it here for me But the white men came with boats and trains and dirty factories Poisoned my existence with his deeds Nature is our mother, we are sucklin' her breast He who tries to beat 'er down will lose her to the rest; they'll never win I'll ride again (All) We are heros of the homeland, American remains We live in many places, and answer many names We will not be forgotten, we won't be left behind Our memories live on in mortal minds and poets' pens We'll ride again