Colors of the Wind | [Bb] . . . | [Gm] . . . | [Bb] . . . | [Dm] . . . | You think you own what ever land you land on The earth is just a dead thing you can claim | [Gm] . [Dm] . | [Eb] . [Bb] . | [Cm] . [F] . | [Gm] . . . | But I know every rock and tree and creature Has a life, has a spirit, has a name | [Bb] . . . | [Gm] . . . | [Bb] . . . | [Dm] . . . | You think the only people who are people Are the people who look and think like you | [Gm] . [Dm] . | [Eb] . [Bb] . | [Cm] . [F] . | [Bb] . /[A] . | But if you walk the footsteps of a stranger You'll learn things you never knew never knew | [Gm] . . . | [Dm] . [Eb] . | [Gm] . . . | [Dm] . . . | Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon? Or ask the grinning bobcat why he grins | [Eb] . . . | [F] . [Gm] . | [Eb] . [Dm] . | [Gm] . . . | Can you sing with all the voices of the mountain? Can you paint with all the colors of the wind? | [Eb] . . . | [Bb] . . . | Can you paint with all the colors of the wind | [Dm] . [Eb] . | [F] . [Gm] . | [Cm7] . . . | How high does the Sycamore grow? If you cut it down then you'll never know | [F] . . . | . . . . | [D] no3/[F#] . | | [Gm] . . . | [Dm] . [Eb] . | [Gm] . . . | [Dm] . . . | You'll never hear the wolf cry to the blue corn moon Or whether we are white or copper skin | [Eb] . [F] . | [Dm] . [Gm] . | [Eb] . [Dm] . | [Gm] . . . | You need to sing with all the voices of the mountain You need to paint with all the colors of the wind | [Cm] . . . | [Dm] . [Ebmaj7] . | . . . . | You can own the earth and still all you'll own is earth until | [Gm] . [Dm] . | [Ebmaj7] . . . | [Eb] . . . | You can you paint with all the colors of the wind | [Bb] . . . | [Gm] . . . | [Bb]