Corn Water And Wood

Michael Martin Murphey

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INTRO:
A A A A VERSE:
A I was in the arroyo gatherin' strays
D You know Cowboys and cattle don't get holidays
A I would have been finished except for one little guy
E Who kept leading me farther away VERSE:
A He went up the mesa, across the ravine
D Past the Indian ruins and the muddy red stream
A So I stopped for a spell, 'cause I was bone tired
E And I guess that I started to dream PD-C HORUS:
F#m I saw three painted horses, three dark skinned men
F E And masks made of clay and voices like wind
CHORUS:
A Singing we seek the soul, of all that is good
E We come bearing corn, water and wood
A D Stop and behold, all that is good
E A A Give thanks for the corn, water and wood VERSE:
A Now I'm an old trail hound and I've always believed
D Your boots and your saddle are all that you need
A No miracles happen, no angels appear
E E7 But I swear three men were standing there VERSE:
A I shook myself over, had I been asleep
D That's just three Pueblo children, tending their sheep
A And they yelled Merry Christmas, as they brought me my stray
E And their voices rang through the mesquite CHORUS:
A Singing we seek the soul, of all that is good
E We come bearing corn, water and wood
A D Stop and behold, all that is good
E A A Give thanks for the corn, water and wood CHORUS:
A Singing we seek the soul, of all that is good
E We come bearing corn, water and wood
A D Stop and behold, all that is good
E A A Give thanks for the corn, water and wood
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