Elton John – Indian Sunset chords
Chords:
Bb7b7\Ebm7 (*) 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 leavingEbm Ebm9This I can't believe I said, I can't believe our warlord's deadEbm9 Abm\Eb Ebm7Oh he would not leave the chosen ones to the buzzards and the soldiers gunsEbm Ebm9Oh great father of the Iroquois ever since I was youngAbm\Eb Ebm9I've read the writing of the smoke and breast fed on the sound of drumsEbm Ebm7I've learned to hurl the tomahawk and ride a painted pony wildEbm9 Abm\Eb Ebm9To run the gauntlet of the Sioux, to make a chieftain's daughter mineEbm And now you ask that I should watchEbm Ebm7 Ebm9The red man's race be slowly crushedEbm Abm\EbWhat kind of words are these to hearEbm9From Yellow Dog whom white man fears(Ebm7)* Abm\(Ab Bb Cb Cb Db) D7 D7 D7-5 D7 DG Bm\F# Em G\D C Am\D Em DI take only what is mine Lord, my pony, my squaw, and my childG Bm\F# Em G\D C Am\D Em DI can't stay to see you die along with my tribe's prideAm7 D G C\GI go to search for the yellow moon and the fathers of our sonsEm7 Am7 G F6(add9) Am G C(***)Where the red sun sinks in the hills of gold and the healing waters runG Bm\F# Em G\D C Am\D Em DTrampling down the prairie rose leaving hoof tracks in the sandG Bm\F# Em G\D C Am\D Em D Those who wish to follow me I welcome with my handsAm7 D G C\GI heard from passing renegades Geronimo was deadEm7 Am7 Gsus4 F6(add9) Am7 Bm7 Em (Em7\D Cmaj7)**** EmHe'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 Am(add9) D7\A Em G\D Em)*****Em G\D C G\BNow there seems no reason why I should carry onAm7 G\B C DIn this land that once was my land I can't find a homeEm G\D C G\BIt's lonely and it's quiet and the horse soldiers are comingAm G\B C DAnd I think it's time I strung my bow and ceased my senseless runningEm G\D C G\BFor soon I'll find the yellow moon along with my loved onesAm G\B C DWhere the buffalos graze in clover fields without the sound of gunsEm G\D C G\BAnd the red sun sinks at last into the hills of goldAm 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