
Cherokee Bill
Kick off with lively banjo picking, upright bass, and brisk acoustic guitar, Fiddle joins in with melodic flourishes, while mandolin chops drive the rhythm, The verses stay tight and energetic, with vocal harmonies and instrumental breaks highlighting classic bluegrass interplay

Cherokee Bill
Kick off with lively banjo picking, upright bass, and brisk acoustic guitar, Fiddle joins in with melodic flourishes, while mandolin chops drive the rhythm, The verses stay tight and energetic, with vocal harmonies and instrumental breaks highlighting classic bluegrass interplay
Lyrics
Verse 1
Cherokee Bill from Cemetery Hill, he never said please and he never said thank you neither
He was a one-man gang sticking up banks, shooting anyone unlucky enough to be there
They'd round him up, slap on the cuffs, slam him in the jail and throw that key away
But sure as hell, Cherokee Bill would bust out of jail again in a couple of days
Verse 2
Cherokee Bill from Cemetery Hill, he never sipped tea and he never touched soapy water
And the only dance that he would ever know was the do-si-do with the deputy sheriff's daughter
Instrumental
Verse 3
They dragged him down to Prairie Dog Town, it took a hundred men to make him kneel
They built a special cell for him, they reinforced the bars with plated steel
They used a heavy-duty rope on him, they strung him up and the devil was heard to say
He's been down here twice before, kick him out of hell again in a couple of days
Verse 4
Cherokee Bill from Cemetery Hill, he's gone, he'll be back again in the night
We're gonna keep on sending him back until old Bill, can finally get it right
Instrumental
Verse 5
Cherokee Bill from Cemetery Hill, he never said please and he never said thank you neither
He was a one-man gang sticking up banks, shooting anyone unlucky enough to be there
They'd round him up, slap on the cuffs, slam him in the jail and throw that key away
But sure as hell, old Cherokee Bill would bust out of jail again in a couple of days
Verse 6
Cherokee Bill from Cemetery Hill, he's gone, he'll be back again in the night
We're gonna keep on getting him back again old Bill, can finally get it right
We're gonna keep on sending him back until old Bill, can finally get it right
