Tono: G
Introducción:
G
Wild wind, take me home
Bb
To the mists of down below
C G
I'll be flyin' come September day
G
With no borders in my way
Bb C
You'll find me home until the May sun burns
G
The heavy mists of down below
Bb
I see the rivers floodin' strong
C
And people wishing they belonged
Bb G
Free for anywhere they want to go
G
When they pray they can look to the sky
Bb
And they'd see me as I pass by
C G
Headin' to the mists down below
G
Without fields a-ripe from rain
Bb
There is no way to feed my pain
C G
Until I fly to mists of down below
G
But down below is not my fate
Bb
There is no land from where I came
C G
Not even mists of old Mexico
Bb
I see the rivers floodin' strong
C
And people wishing they belonged
Bb G
Free for anywhere they want to go
G
When they pray they can look to the sky
Bb
And they'd see me as I pass by
C G
Headin' to the mists down below
G
So I looked hard at reasons for
Bb
The drifters goin' door to door
C G
Dreamin' of the mists of down below
G
But I'm sure they'd go anywhere they could
Bb
If wings became their neighborhoods
C G
And there'd be nowhere they wouldn't know
Bb
I see the rivers floodin' strong
C
And people wishing they belonged
Bb G
Free for anywhere they want to go
G
When they pray they can look to the sky
Bb
And they'd see me as I pass by
C G
Headin' to the mists down below