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#"Wild Montana Skies" as performed by John Denver
#Brought to you by Mike Schweisthal (mschweis@u.washington.edu)
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#Chords used:G:320003C:X32010D:XX0232
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#INTRO: | G |
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He was born in the Bitteroot Valley in the e[C]arly morning r[G]ain
Wild geese over the water, heading north and home ag[D]ain
Bringin' a w[G]arm wind from the south, bringin' the f[C]irst taste of the [G]spring
His mother took him to her breast and s[D]oftly she did sin[G]g:
CHORUS:Oh, M[C]ontana, g[D]ive t[G]his child a home
Give him the love o[C]f a good family[D] and a woman [G]of his own
Give him a fire i[C]n his heart,[D] give him a light [G]in his eyes [C]
Give him the wild w[G]ind for a brother and the wild M[D]ontana skies[G]
His mother died that summer and he n[C]ever learned to c[G]ry
He never knew his father and he never did ask w[D]hy
He n[G]ever knew the answers that would m[C]ake an easy w[G]ay
But he learned to know the wilderness and to b[D]e a man that w[G]ay
His mother's brother took him in to his f[C]amily and his h[G]ome
Gave him a hand that he could lean on and a strength to call his [D]own
And he le[G]arned to be a farmer and he le[C]arned to love the l[G]and
And he learned to read the seasons and he l[D]earned to make a st[G]and
CHORUS
On the [G]eve of his 21st birthday, he s[C]et out on his [G]own
He was 30 years and runnin' when he found his way back h[D]ome
Ridin' a st[G]orm across the mountains and an a[C]chin' in his h[G]eart
Said he came to turn the pages and to m[D]ake a brand new st[G]art
Now he never told the story of the t[C]ime that he was g[G]one
Some say he was a lawyer, some say he was a j[D]ohn
There was s[G]omething in the city that he s[C]aid he couldn't br[G]eathe
There was something in the country that he s[D]aid he couldn't l[G]eave
CHORUS
Now s[G]ome say he was crazy and some are gl[C]ad he's g[G]one
But some of us will miss him and we'll try to carry [D]on
Giving a v[G]oice to the forest, giving a v[C]oice to the d[G]awn
Giving a voice to the wilderness and the l[D]and that he lived [G]on
CHORUS 2X
#"Wild Montana Skies" as performed by John Denver
#Brought to you by Mike Schweisthal (mschweis@u.washington.edu)
#
#Chords used:G:320003C:X32010D:XX0232
#
#INTRO: | G |
#
He was born in the Bitteroot Valley in the e[C]arly morning r[G]ain
Wild geese over the water, heading north and home ag[D]ain
Bringin' a w[G]arm wind from the south, bringin' the f[C]irst taste of the [G]spring
His mother took him to her breast and s[D]oftly she did sin[G]g:
CHORUS:Oh, M[C]ontana, g[D]ive t[G]his child a home
Give him the love o[C]f a good family[D] and a woman [G]of his own
Give him a fire i[C]n his heart,[D] give him a light [G]in his eyes [C]
Give him the wild w[G]ind for a brother and the wild M[D]ontana skies[G]
His mother died that summer and he n[C]ever learned to c[G]ry
He never knew his father and he never did ask w[D]hy
He n[G]ever knew the answers that would m[C]ake an easy w[G]ay
But he learned to know the wilderness and to b[D]e a man that w[G]ay
His mother's brother took him in to his f[C]amily and his h[G]ome
Gave him a hand that he could lean on and a strength to call his [D]own
And he le[G]arned to be a farmer and he le[C]arned to love the l[G]and
And he learned to read the seasons and he l[D]earned to make a st[G]and
CHORUS
On the [G]eve of his 21st birthday, he s[C]et out on his [G]own
He was 30 years and runnin' when he found his way back h[D]ome
Ridin' a st[G]orm across the mountains and an a[C]chin' in his h[G]eart
Said he came to turn the pages and to m[D]ake a brand new st[G]art
Now he never told the story of the t[C]ime that he was g[G]one
Some say he was a lawyer, some say he was a j[D]ohn
There was s[G]omething in the city that he s[C]aid he couldn't br[G]eathe
There was something in the country that he s[D]aid he couldn't l[G]eave
CHORUS
Now s[G]ome say he was crazy and some are gl[C]ad he's g[G]one
But some of us will miss him and we'll try to carry [D]on
Giving a v[G]oice to the forest, giving a v[C]oice to the d[G]awn
Giving a voice to the wilderness and the l[D]and that he lived [G]on
CHORUS 2X
