(Capo first fret) 
 
A                     F#m
You think you own whatever land you land on 
A                         C#m
The earth is just a dead thing you can claim 
    F#m      C#m            D   F#m
but I know ev'ry rock and tree and creature 
   Bm         E           F#m
Has a life, has a spirit, has a name 
  A                   F#m
You think the only people who are people 
     A                  C#m
Are the people who look and think like you 
     F#m        C#m         D     F#m
But if you walk the footsteps of a stranger 
         Bm           E          A  C#7
You'll learn things you never knew, you never knew 
     F#m                  C#m        D
Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon 
 F#m                    C#m
Or asked the grinning bobcat why he grinned? 
    D                      C#m     F#m
Can you sing with all the voices of the mountain? 
    Bm             C#m          F#m
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind? 
    Bm             E          A   D   C#m  Bm E
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind? 
 
A                      F#m
Come run the hidden pine trail of the forest
A                       C#m
Come taste the sun sweet berries of the earth 
  F#m        C#m           D      F#m
Come roll in all the riches all around you 
   Bm         E            F#m
And for once, never wonder what they're worth
  A                   F#m
The rainstorm and the river are my brothers, 
  A                C#m
The heron and the otter are my friends, 
  F#m      C#m        D    F#m
And we are all connected to each other, 
   Bm           E          A  C#7
In a circle, in a hoop that never ends 
     F#m                  C#m        D
Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon 
 F#m                       C#m
Or let the eagle tell you where he's been? 
    D                      C#m     F#m
Can you sing with all the voices of the mountain?
    Bm             C#m          F#m
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind? 
    Bm             E          A   D   C#m  Bm E
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind? 
 
   C#m            F#m
How high does the sycamore grow? 
        Bm           F
If you cut it down, then you'll never know 
      F#m                    C#m        D
And you'll never hear the wolf cry to the blue corn moon 
  F#m                   C#m
For whether we are whit or copper - skinned 
     D            E           C#m    F#m
We need to sing with all the voices of the mountain 
     Bm                        E
We need to paint with all the colors of the wind 
         Bm
You can own the earth and still 
       C#m          D
All you'll own is earth until 
     F#m      E      D     E     A
You can paint with all the colors of the wind. 
 
A  F#m D C#m Bm E A