Key: G
Introduction: G Am C G Em C G Am C G
Am C G
And where the winds are blowing to, there ain't no way of knowing
Em C G
The mountain grass is short, it's dry and close to burning
Am C G
Crying out for water as the season's turning
Em G C G
The sweet smell of the pines__, the tall western cedar
Am C G Am C G
Drifting on the wind, through the mountains like a river
I've been too long away from this wild open sky
Am C G
On the concrete trails that wind through the canyons dark and wide
Em C G
The sounds of people talking in words of blue and grey
Am C G
And smells of doors and windows closed against the day
Em G C G
The sweet smell of the pines__, the tall western cedar
Am C G
Drifting on the wind, through the mountains like a river
Am C G Em C G Am C G
Now the dust lies thick and heavy where my feet are falling
Am C G
There's nothing but the sound of the jaybirds calling
Em G
My mind grows dry and thirsty as the memories linger
Am C G
Drifting on the wind through the mountains like a river
Em G C G
The sweet smell of the pines__, the tall western cedar
Am C G
Drifting on the wind, through the mountains like a river
Em G C G
The sweet smell of the pines__, the tall western cedar
Am C G
Drifting on the wind, through the mountains like a river
Em G C G
The sweet smell of the pines__, the tall western cedar
Am C G Am C G
Drifting on the wind, through the mountains like a river