D G D G G D [Verse 1]D G He come to town looking for work back on a year or twoA G D Now he's sleeping in the bushes off to one side of Montana AvenueD G Good people walk by shaking their head saying now ain't it a shameA G D Another Indian boy lost to the bottle and the methamphetamines [Chorus]D Bm D But he dreams of Horses And Eagle WingsFm Bm A The Dance of the Buffalo, Sacred ringsG D At the Medicine Wheel.. they'll be SingingG A A thousand voices to call him homeG D G D To the Big Horn Mountains above the Tree lineG D A D At the Medicine Wheel.. time rolls on [Verse 2]D G Now he woke up stumbling blind, yelling in the middle of the streetA G D Cops came round, took him downtown so he could get some sleepD And they think it was just about the break of dawnG he just slipped awayA He'd been talking all night but nobody knewG D what he was trying to say [Chorus]D Bm D It was something about Horses And Eagle WingsFm Bm A The Dance of the Buffalo Sacred ringsG D At the Medicine Wheel they'll be SingingG A A thousand voices to call him homeG D G D To the Big Horn Mountains above the Tree lineG D A D At the Medicine Wheel... time rolls on....G D A D At the Medicine Wheel...time rolls on....
Medicine Wheel
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