Ada Mae Hates Jackson
Mark Elliott

Ada Mae, she’s my grandma’s younger sister
And there’s only ‘bout one thing that can really make her mad
Talk about the trail of tears and how a poor heart can suffer
Talk about a president who drives a people from their land

That’s why Ada Mae hates Jackson like she does
Says his face is a waste of the paper and the print
If you owe her twenty bucks, better pay her back two tens
Ada Mae hates Jackson
Yeah, Ada Mae hates Jackson

The Cherokee Rose grows wild along that back road
Stained with blood all the way to Tahlequah
Old Hickory promised all the best just a little farther west
Stealing all their dreams, their cotton and their gold

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Come you Seminole, Creek and Chickasaw
You Cherokee and Choctaw
Fight for me I will provide
Maybe that’s why they say every White man lies

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©2004 Mark Elliott Music, BMI