🎶 Colors Of The Wind

capo 3
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Verse 1
You [Db]think you own whatever land you [D#]land on
The [Db]earth is just a dead thing you can [A#m]claim
But [D#]I know every rock and tree and [A#]creature
has a [Bb]life, has a [Cb]spirit, has a [D#]name
You [Db]think the only people who are [D#]people
are the [Db]people who look and think like [A#m]you
But [D#]if you walk the footsteps of a [A#]stranger
you'll learn [Bb]things you never [Cb]knew you [Db]never knew

Chorus
Have you [D#]ever heard the wolf cry to the [A#m]blue corn [A#]moon
or [D#]asked the grinning bobcat why he [A#m]grinned
Can you [A#]sing with all the [Cb]voices of the [D#]mountain
Can you [A#]paint with all the colors of the [Cb]wind
Can you [A#]paint with all the [Cb]colors of the [Db]wind

Verse 2
Come [Db]run the hidden pine trails of the [D#]forest
Come [Db]taste the sun sweet berries of the [A#m]earth
Come [D#]roll in all the riches all [A#]around you
and [Bb]for once never [Cb]wonder what [D#]they're worth
The [Db]rain storm and the river are my [D#]brothers
The [Db]heron and the otter are my [A#m]friends
And [D#]we are all connected to each [A#]other
in a [Bb]circle in a [Cb]hoop that never [Db]ends

Bridge
[Db]How [A#]high does the [A#m]sycamore [D#]grow?
If you [Bb]cut it down then you'll [Cb]never know

Chorus
And [D#]you'll never hear the wolf cry to the [A#m]blue corn [A#]moon
For [D#]whether we are white- or [A#m]copper-skinned
You need [A#]to sing with all [Cb]the voices of [D#]the mountain
You need [A#]to paint with all the colors of [Cb]the wind
You can [D#]own the earth and still all you [A#m]own is earth until
you can [A#]paint with all the [Cb]colors of the [Db]wind⠀