Colors of the wind

	  		(Capo first fret) 
 
A                                   F#m 
You think you own whatever land you land on 
A                                      C#m 
The earth is just a dead thing you can claim 
    F#m          C#m               D  
but I know ev'ry rock and tree and creature 
      Bm          E             F#m 
Has a life, has a spirit, has a name 
    A                             F#m 
You think the only people who are people 
        A                              C#m 
Are the people who look and think like you 
    F#m             C#m            D 
But if you walk the footsteps of a stranger 
             Bm               E               A      C#7 
You'll learn things you never knew, you never knew 
              F#m                       C#m       D 
Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon 
   F#m                              C#m 
Or asked the grinning bobcat why he grinned? 
        D                 C#m           F#m 
Can you sing with all the voices of the mountain? 
        Bm                 C#m           F#m 
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind? 
        Bm                 E             A        D C#m Bm E 
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind? 
 
(same chords as above) 
 
Come run the hidden pine trail of the forest 
Come taste the sun sweet berries of the earth 
Come roll in all the riches all around you 
And for once, never wonder what they're worth 
The rainstorm and the river are my brothers, 
The heron and the otter are my friends, 
And we are all connected to each other, 
In a circle, in a hoop that never ends 
Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon 
Or let the eagle tell you where he's been? 
Can you sing with all the voices of the mountain? 
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind? 
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind? 
 
    C#m           F#m 
How high does the sycamore grow? 
       Bm                       F 
If you cut it down, then you'll never know 
           F#m                            C#m       D 
And you'll never hear the wolf cry to the blue corn moon 
    F#m                             C#m 
For whether we are whit or copper - skinned 
           D                 E             C#m  
We need to sing with all the voices of the mountain 
           Bm                               E 
We need to paint with all the colors of the wind 
        Bm                                           
You can own the earth and still 
                        C#m   
All you'll own is earth until 
        F#m                E              D        E        A         
You can paint with all the colors of the wind. 
 
A  F#m D C#m Bm E A A  F#m D C#m Bm E A