[ Предположительная тональность: C ] C G C F Hoof prints and foot prints, deep ruts the wagons made C G C G The victor and the loser came by here C G C F no head stones but these bones bring Mascalero death moans C F G C see the smooth black nuggets by the thousands laying here C F G C petrified but justified are these Apache tears C G C F Dead grass, dry roots, hunger crying in the night C G C G Ghost of broken hearts and laws are here C G C F And who saw the young squaw they judged by their whiskey law C G C Tortured till she died of pain and fear C F G C Where the soldiers lay her back are the black Apache tears C G C F The young men, the old men, the guilty and the innocent C G C G Bled red blood and chilled alike with fear C G C F The red men, the white men, no fight ever took this land C G C So don't raise the dust when you pass here C F G C They're sleeping and in my keeping are these Apache tears