Colors Of The Wind

     C                               Am
You think you own whatever land you land on
     C                                 Em
The earth is just a dead thing you can claim
    Am                              F
But I know every rock and tree and creature
      Dm            G            Am
has a life, has a spirit, has a name
    C                             Am
You think the only people who are people
        C                              Em
are the people who look and think like you
    Am                                F
But if you walk the footsteps of a stranger
               Dm               G          C
you'll learn things you never knew you never knew


[Chorus]

         Am                              Em        F
Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon
   Am                                 Em
or asked the grinning bobcat why he grinned
         F                 G             Am
Can you sing with all the voices of the mountain
         F                                G
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind
         F                  G             C
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind


[Verse 2]

     C                                Am
Come run the hidden pine trails of the forest
     C                                 Em
Come taste the sun sweet berries of the earth
    Am                              F
Come roll in all the riches all around you
      Dm            G           Am
and for once never wonder what they're worth
     C                                Am
The rain storm and the river are my brothers
     C                                Em
The heron and the otter are my friends
    Am                              F
And we are all connected to each other
      Dm            G           C
in a circle in a hoop that never ends


[Bridge]

C    F            Em        Am
How high does the sycamore grow?
       Dm                       G
If you cut it down then you'll never know


[Chorus]

         Am                              Em        F
And you'll never hear the wolf cry to the blue corn moon
    Am                              Em
For whether we are white- or copper-skinned
         F                 G             Am
You need to sing with all the voices of the mountain
         F                                G
You need to paint with all the colors of the wind
         Am                              Em
You can own the earth and still all you own is earth until
         F                  G             C
you can paint with all the colors of the wind