Colours Of The Wind
by Pochahontas · harmonica tab for C diatonic harmonica
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Intro
You think you own what-e-ver
land you land on.
The Earth is just a dead thing
you can claim.
But I know e-very rock
and tree and crea-ture.
Has a life, has a spi-rit,
has a name.
You think the on-ly peo-ple
who are peo-ple,
are the peo-ple who look
and think like you.
But if you walk the foot-steps
of a stran-ger.
You'll learn things you
ne-ver knew, you ne-ver knew.
Have you e-ver heard the
wolf cry to the blue corn moon?
Or asked the grin-ning bob-cat
why he grinned?
Can you sing with all the voi-ces
of the moun-tains?
Can you paint with all the
co-lours of the wind?
Can you paint with all the
co-lours of the wind?
Come run the hid-den pine
trails of the for-est.
Come taste the sun-sweet
ber-ries of the Earth.
Come roll in all the rich-es
all a-around you.
And for once, ne-ver wond-er
what they're worth.
The rain-storm and the ri-ver
are my bro-thers.
The he-ron and the ot-ter
are my friends.
And we are all con-nec-ted
to each o-ther.
In a cir-cle, in a hoop
that ne-ver ends.
Have you e-ver heard the
wolf cry to the blue corn moon?
Or let the ea-gle tell you
where he's been?
Can you sing with all the voi-ces
of the moun-tains?
Can you paint with all the
co-lours of the wind?
Can you paint with all the
co-lours of the wind?
How high will the sy-ca-more grow?
If you cut it down,
then you'll ne-ver kn-o-w.
And you'll ne-ver hear the
wolf cry to the blue corn moon.
For whe-ther we are white
or cop-per skin-ned.
Can you sing with all the voi-ces
of the moun-tains?
Can you paint with all the
co-lours of the wind?
Can you paint with all the
co-lours of the wind?
You can own the Earth and still,
all you'll own is Earth un-til,
you can paint with all
the co-lours of the wind.