From: MR KEN L REYNOLDS 
To: acoustic@olga.net, guitar@olga.net
Subject: wild_montana_skies_by_john_denver

song_wild_montana_skies
artist_john_denver
album_its_about_time_and_from_the_wildlife_concert
transcribed_by_ken_reynolds

Please enjoy the following selection.  It's a fun song.


  Wild Montana Skies
  John Denver    (klr)

  (D)  (G)  (A)  (D)
  (D)He was born in the Bitteroot Valley in the (G)early morning
(D)rain
  (D)Wild geese over the water, heading north and home (A)again
  Bringin' a (D)warm wind from the south, bringin' the (G)first taste
of the (D)spring
  His mother took him to her breast and (A)softly she did (D)sing

  chorus:(G)Oh, (A)Montana, (D)give this child a (D7)home
             Give him the (G)love of a good (A)family and a (D)woman
of his (D7)own
             Give him a (G)fire in his (A)heart, give him a (D)light
in his (G)eyes
             Give him the (D)wild wind for a brother and the (A)wild
Montana (D)skies

  (D)  (G)  (A)  (D)
  (D)His mother died that summer and he (G)never learned to (D)cry
  (D)He never knew his father and he never did ask (A)why
  He (D)never knew the answers that would (G)make an easy (D)way
  But he learned to know the wilderness and to (A)be a man that
(D)way
  His mother's brother took him in to his (G)family and his (D)home
  Gave him a hand that he could lean on and a strength to call his
(A)own
  And he (D)learned to be a farmer and he (G)learned to love the
(D)land
  And he learned to read the seasons and he (A)learned to make a
(D)stand
    chorus:

  (D)  (G)  (A)  (D)
  (D)On the eve of his 21st birthday, he (G)set out on his (D)own
  (D)He was 30 years and runnin' when he found his way back (A)home
  Ridin' a (D)storm across the mountains and in (G)achin' in his
(D)heart
  Said he came to turn the pages and to (A)make a brand new (D)start
  Now he never told the story of the (G)time that he was (D)gone
  Some say he was a lawyer, some say he was a (A)john
  There was (D)something in the city that he (G)said he couldn't
(D)breathe
  There was something in the country that he (A)said he couldn't
(D)leave
    chorus:

  (D)  (G)  (A)  (D)
  (D)Now some say he was crazy and (G)some are glad he's (D)gone
  (D)But some of us will miss him and we'll try to carry (A)on
  Giving a (D)voice to the forest, giving a (G)voice to the (D)dawn
  Giving a voice to the wilderness and the (A)land that he lived
(D)on
    chorus 2x:

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Enjoy all.