Medicine Wheel

D G D G G D D G He come to town looking for work back on a year or two A G D Now he's sleeping in the bushes off to one side of Montana Avenue D G Good people walk by shaking their head saying now ain't it a shame A G D Another Indian boy lost to the bottle and the methamphetamines D Bm D But he dreams of Horses And Eagle Wings Fm Bm A The Dance of the Buffalo, Sacred rings G D At the Medicine Wheel.. they'll be Singing G A A thousand voices to call him home G D G D To the Big Horn Mountains above the Tree line G D A D At the Medicine Wheel.. time rolls on D G Now he woke up stumbling blind, yelling in the middle of the street A G D Cops came round, took him downtown so he could get some sleep D And they think it was just about the break of dawn G he just slipped away A He'd been talking all night but nobody knew G D what he was trying to say D Bm D It was something about Horses And Eagle Wings Fm Bm A The Dance of the Buffalo Sacred rings G D At the Medicine Wheel they'll be Singing G A A thousand voices to call him home G D G D To the Big Horn Mountains above the Tree line G D A D At the Medicine Wheel... time rolls on.... G D A D At the Medicine Wheel...time rolls on.... G D D G D