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#Date: Mon, 04 Sep 1995 11:56:45 +0200
#From: Markus Brakweh (markusb)
#Subject: Some songs
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#Windsong John Denver
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The [D]wind is the whisper of our mother the Earth
the wind is the hand of our mother the [G]sky
the wind watches over our struggles and pleasures
the wind is the goodess who first learned to [D]fly [A7]
the [D]wind is the bearer of bad and good tidings
the weaver of darkner the bringer of [G]dawn.
The wind brings the rain then builds us a rainbow
the wind is the singer who sang the first [C]song.
The [a]wind is the twister of [D]anger and warning
G e C a
the wind brings the fragnance of freshly mown hay
the [C]wind is the racer and [D]wild stallion running
and the [C]sweet [G]taste [a]of [G]love on a [D]slow [b]summer's [A]day.
The [D]wind knows the songs of our cities and canyons
the thunder of mountain the roar of the [G]sea
the wind is the taker and giver of mornings.
The wind is the symbol of all that is [D]free.[A7]
So [D]welcome the wind and the wisdom it offers
follow her summons when she calls [G]again.
In your heart and your spirit let the breezes surround you
lift up your voice then and sing with the [C]wind:
[a]La la la la la la la [D]la la la la la la
[C]dee [G]dee [a]dee dee [G]dee dee dee [D]ooo[b]oo.[A]..[A7][D]
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##This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the #
##song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. #
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#Date: Mon, 04 Sep 1995 11:56:45 +0200
#From: Markus Brakweh (markusb)
#Subject: Some songs
#Resent-to: ~riggv@ttacs.ttu.edu
#To: G.Vaughn@ttacs.ttu.edu
#MIME-version: 1.0
#Windsong John Denver
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The [D]wind is the whisper of our mother the Earth
the wind is the hand of our mother the [G]sky
the wind watches over our struggles and pleasures
the wind is the goodess who first learned to [D]fly [A7]
the [D]wind is the bearer of bad and good tidings
the weaver of darkner the bringer of [G]dawn.
The wind brings the rain then builds us a rainbow
the wind is the singer who sang the first [C]song.
The [a]wind is the twister of [D]anger and warning
G e C a
the wind brings the fragnance of freshly mown hay
the [C]wind is the racer and [D]wild stallion running
and the [C]sweet [G]taste [a]of [G]love on a [D]slow [b]summer's [A]day.
The [D]wind knows the songs of our cities and canyons
the thunder of mountain the roar of the [G]sea
the wind is the taker and giver of mornings.
The wind is the symbol of all that is [D]free.[A7]
So [D]welcome the wind and the wisdom it offers
follow her summons when she calls [G]again.
In your heart and your spirit let the breezes surround you
lift up your voice then and sing with the [C]wind:
[a]La la la la la la la [D]la la la la la la
[C]dee [G]dee [a]dee dee [G]dee dee dee [D]ooo[b]oo.[A]..[A7][D]
