Indian ukulele

Indian

• Em

Intro: Em Bm Em Bm 

          Em                     Bm 
There are 10 wild horses feeding on the grass alone 
Em                       Bm 
Watched by an Indian he tries to catch them all 
          D                            A 
With his eagle on his shoulder talking to the setting sun 
    G                   F# 
He waits for the moment for the night to come 
Em                               Bm 
Hidden in the rocks watching the horses how they run 
      Em                       Bm 
They play in the river called Bougos Golden Tongue 
D                         A 
Sending out his eagle to show him where to go 
    G                               F# 
It takes him to a foreign land he's never been before 

   Bm                      G 
I wished I were an Indian going with the wind 
       D                            A 
I can fly with the butterflies, no high-tech, no rainy eyes 
    Bm                       G 
I'd love to be an Indian in mother nature's paradise 
   D              A 
No CO2 in the air 
   Em               D9 D9 A 
I wished I was there 
   Em               D9 D9 A 
I wished I was there 

   Em                             Bm 
He awakes in the morning with the rising sun 
    Em                         Bm 
His eagle and the horses, they went away they're gone 
   D                                   A 
He tries to find his way back home to where he once belonged 
         G                                    F# 
But the world has changed into a place where something has gone wrong 

   Bm                      G 
I wished I were an Indian going with the wind 
       D                            A 
I can fly with the butterflies, no high-tech, no rainy eyes 
    Bm                       G 
I'd love to be an Indian in mother nature's paradise 
   D              A 
No CO2 in the air 
   Em               G D9 A 
I wished I was there 

   Em               G D9 A 

      Bm                 G 
This Indian he's called Tadero 
          D                          A 
He's the youngest son of big chief Farero 
       Bm                              G 
And I believe he's still alive in his beautiful paradise 
 D                              A 
Away from mother earth, somewhere in the universe 

   Bm                      G 
I wished I were an Indian going with the wind 
       D                            A 
I can fly with the butterflies, no high-tech, no rainy eyes 
    Bm                       G 
I'd love to be an Indian in mother nature's paradise 
   D              A 
No CO2 in the air 
                 Bm  G 
I wished I was there 
                 D   A 
I wished I was there 
                 Bm        G   D   A 
I wished I was there, there 

   Bm                      G 
I wished I were an Indian going with the wind 
       D                            A 
I can fly with the butterflies, no high-tech, no rainy eyes 
    Bm                       G 
I'd love to be an Indian in mother nature's paradise 
   D              A 
No CO2 in the air 
                 Em 
I wished I was there  

x

Add to Songbook Print Version How to play lesson Submit videolesson

Click the best TAGS for this song:

None of them

Please, enter the best TAGS for this song (separated by commas):