Like A River

G Am C G Em C G Am C G It's high on a mountain the warm winds are blowing 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 INSTRUMENTAL: 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 Em-D6-C 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 INSTRUMENTAL: Em C G Am C G (4x) 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