icon music Ảnh nghệ sĩ Color Of The Wind
Color Of The Wind VERSEYou [A#]think you own what ever land you land [Bb]onthe [A#]earth is just a dead thing you can [D#]claimbut I [Bb]know every rock and tree and [Em]creaturehas a [Eb]life, has a [Db]spirt, has a [Bb]nameyou [A#]think the only people who are [Bb]peopleare the [A#]people who look and think like [D#]youbut [Bb]if you walk the footsteps of a [Em]strangeryou'll learn [Eb]things you never [Db]knew never knew [A#]. CHORUShave you [Bb]ever heard the wolf cry to the [D#]blue corn [Em]moonor [Bb]ask the grinning bobcat why he [D]grinscan you [Em]sing with all the [Db]voices of the [Bb]mountaincan you [Em]paint with all the colors of the wind [Db]can you [Em]paint with all the [Db]colors of the [A#]wind. VERSEcome run the hidden pine trails of the forestcome taste the sun sweet berries of the earthCome Roll in all the riches all around youand for once never wonder what they're worththe rain storm and the river are my brothersthe herron and the otter are my friendsand we are all connected to each otherin a circle of a hope that never ends.[A#]how [Em]high does the [D#]Sickamore [Bb]grow?if you [Eb]cut it down then you'll [Db]never know. CHORUSyou'll never hear the wolf cry to the blue corn moonor wheather we are white or copper skinyou need to sing with all the voices of the mountainyou need to paint with all the colors of the windyou can own the earth and still oh you own this earth untilyou can paint with all the colors of the wind⠀⠀ Sáng tác: Quân Keyboard
icon music Ảnh nghệ sĩ Save the best for last
Save the best for last Hợp âm viết ở Tone [A#] - Tone gốc Eb: Capo 3===Sometimes the [Db]snow comes [Em]down in [A#]JuneSometimes the [Em]sun goes [Db]'round the [Bb]moonI see the [Db]passion [Em]in your [A#]eyesSometimes it's [Em]all a [Db]big sur- [A#]priseCause there was a [Em]time when all I did was [A#]wishYou'd [Dm7]tell me [G7]this was [A#]loveIt's not the [Gm7]way I hoped or [Em]how I plannedBut [D#m]somehow [Em]it's [G7]enoughAnd now we're [Db]standing [Em]face to [A#]faceIsn't this [Em]world a [Db]crazy [Bb]placeJust when I [Db]thought our [Em]chance had [A#]passedYou go and [Em]save the [Db]best for [Em]last [A#] [Em] [A#]All of the [Db]nights you [Em]came to [A#]meWhen some silly [Em]girl had [Db]set you [Bb]freeYou wondered [Db]how you'd [Em]make it [A#]throughI wondered [Em]what was [Db]wrong with [A#]youCause how could you [Em]give your love to some– [A#]one elseAnd [Dm7]share your [G7]dreams with [A#]meSometimes the [Gm7]very thing you're look- [Em]ing forIs the [D#m]one thing [Em]you can't [G7]seeAnd now we're [Db]standing [Em]face to [A#]faceIsn't this [Em]world a [Db]crazy [Bb]placeJust when I [Db]thought our [Em]chance had [A#]passedYou go and [Em]save the [Db]best for [Em]lastSometimes the [Gm7]very thing you're look- [Em]ing forIs the [D#m]one thing [Em]you can't [G7]seeSometimes the [Db]snow comes [Em]down in [A#]JuneSometimes the [Em]sun goes [Db]'round the [Bb]moonJust when I [Db]thought our [Em]chance had [A#]passedYou go and [Em]save the [Db]best for [A#]lastYou went and [Em]saved the [Db]best for [A#]last ⠀⠀ Sáng tác: Jon Lind , Phil Galdston , Wendy Waldman
icon music Ảnh nghệ sĩ Colors Of The Wind
Colors Of The Wind capo 3==Verse 1You [Db]think you own whatever land you [D#]land onThe [Db]earth is just a dead thing you can [A#m]claimBut [D#]I know every rock and tree and [A#]creaturehas a [Bb]life, has a [Cb]spirit, has a [D#]nameYou [Db]think the only people who are [D#]peopleare the [Db]people who look and think like [A#m]youBut [D#]if you walk the footsteps of a [A#]strangeryou'll learn [Bb]things you never [Cb]knew you [Db]never knewChorusHave you [D#]ever heard the wolf cry to the [A#m]blue corn [A#]moonor [D#]asked the grinning bobcat why he [A#m]grinnedCan you [A#]sing with all the [Cb]voices of the [D#]mountainCan you [A#]paint with all the colors of the [Cb]windCan you [A#]paint with all the [Cb]colors of the [Db]windVerse 2Come [Db]run the hidden pine trails of the [D#]forestCome [Db]taste the sun sweet berries of the [A#m]earthCome [D#]roll in all the riches all [A#]around youand [Bb]for once never [Cb]wonder what [D#]they're worthThe [Db]rain storm and the river are my [D#]brothersThe [Db]heron and the otter are my [A#m]friendsAnd [D#]we are all connected to each [A#]otherin a [Bb]circle in a [Cb]hoop that never [Db]endsBridge[Db]How [A#]high does the [A#m]sycamore [D#]grow?If you [Bb]cut it down then you'll [Cb]never knowChorusAnd [D#]you'll never hear the wolf cry to the [A#m]blue corn [A#]moonFor [D#]whether we are white- or [A#m]copper-skinnedYou need [A#]to sing with all [Cb]the voices of [D#]the mountainYou need [A#]to paint with all the colors of [Cb]the windYou can [D#]own the earth and still all you [A#m]own is earth untilyou can [A#]paint with all the [Cb]colors of the [Db]wind⠀ Sáng tác: Vanessa Williams