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As I awoke this evening with the smell of wood smoke clinging
Like a gentle cobweb hanging upon a painted tepee
Oh I went to see my chieftain with my warlance and my woman
For he told us that the yellow moon would very soon be leaving
Ebm Ebm9
This I can't believe I said, I can't believe our warlord's dead
Ebm9 Abm/Eb Ebm7
Oh he would not leave the chosen ones to the buzzards and the soldiers guns
Ebm Ebm9
Oh great father of the Iroquois ever since I was young
Abm/Eb Ebm9
I've read the writing of the smoke and breast fed on the sound of drums
Ebm Ebm7
I've learned to hurl the tomahawk and ride a painted pony wild
Ebm9 Abm/Eb Ebm9
To run the gauntlet of the Sioux, to make a chieftain's daughter mine
Ebm
And now you ask that I should watch
Ebm Ebm7 Ebm9
The red man's race be slowly crushed
Ebm Abm/Eb
What kind of words are these to hear
Ebm9
From Yellow Dog whom white man fears
Ebm7
Abm Ab Bb B B Db D7 D7 D7/5- D7 D
G Bm/F# Em G/D C Am/D Em D
I take only what is mine Lord, my pony, my squaw, and my child
G Bm/F# Em G/D C Am/D Em D
I can't stay to see you die along with my tribe's pride
Am7 D G C/G
I go to search for the yellow moon and the fathers of our sons
Em7 Am7 G F6(add9) Am G C(***)
Where the red sun sinks in the hills of gold and the healing waters run
G Bm/F# Em G/D C Am/D Em D
Trampling down the prairie rose leaving hoof tracks in the sand
G Bm/F# Em G/D C Am/D Em D
Those who wish to follow me I welcome with my hands
Am7 D G C/G
I heard from passing renegades Geronimo was dead
Em7 Am7 Gsus4 F6(add9) Am7 Bm7 Em (Em7/D Cmaj7)**** Em
He'd been laying down his weapons when they filled him full of
lead_____________________
Em Am/E Em Em G/E G/E Em G/E Em Em
Am Am Am G G G Am Am Am G G G Am Am
Em Em Em G/E G/E Em G/E Em G/E Em Em Em
Am Am Am G G G Am Am Am G G G Am Am Am
(D7/A Amadd9 D7/A Em G/D Em)*****
Em G/D C G/B
Now there seems no reason why I should carry on
Am7 G/B C D
In this land that once was my land I can't find a home
Em G/D C G/B
It's lonely and it's quiet and the horse soldiers are coming
Am G/B C D
And I think it's time I strung my bow and ceased my senseless running
Em G/D C G/B
For soon I'll find the yellow moon along with my loved ones
Am G/B C D
Where the buffalos graze in clover fields without the sound of guns
Em G/D C G/B
And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold
Am G/B C Em (Em7/D Cmaj7 Em)****
And peace to this young warrior comes with a bullet ho________________le.
(Em Em7/D Cmaj7* D
*The first verse is sung accapella until chords are shown.
**The orchestra plays here. The sheet music has cut their parts out of the score.
This is an approximation of what they are playing:
RH: Ebm Ebm Ebm Gb Gb Gb Gb Ebm Ebm Ebm Ebm Ebm Ebm Ebm ab Ebm Ebm Ebm Ebm
Gb Ebm
LH: Eb Eb Eb Eb Eb Eb Eb Eb
Eb
RH: db eb gb ab bb db eb eb eb db db db db eb
LH: Eb Eb Eb Eb
RH: db eb gb db eb bb db ab bb gb db eb gb db eb eb
LH: Eb Eb Eb Eb Eb Eb
RH: ab bb db eb gb ab bb db eb db ab db bb gb Abm
LH: Eb Eb Eb Db Ab
***Improv single not elaboration into next verse.
****Descending fourths on these intervals. See the recording for more info.
*****Single piano notes in the right hand are as follows:
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