Title: Western Skies
Artist: Blue Rodeo
Album: Lost Together

Words and Music by: Greg Keelor and Jim Cuddy
Interpretation by: Jeff Wilson (jeffwilson@e-ink.com)
Homepage: http://www.geocities.com/CapeCanaveral/7722/

Chords:

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(Entire song is played folk style)


Intro: C D G-C-G

                   G                                   C
G-C-G    
Well I'd rather be walking through the tall pine trees high up above Lake Louise
                  G                                 C                         G-C-G     
And I'd rather be chasing after shooting stars than waiting for this dumb
503 TTC
            C           D                 G-C-G 
I'd like to see the sun set behind Saddle Mountain
    C             D               G-C-G
And listen to the wind whisper my name
          C                  D
Yeah this world and me don't fit
G            G/F#             Em
One of us is going to have to quit
C        D                  G-C-G
Oh how I miss those western skies


And I'd rahter be back in the Rocky Mountains than sitting in some bar on
Queen Street
And I'd rather be back in the high meadows than watching the latest war on my TV
So please don't you stand in my way
I just got to get out of this place
If I waste another day I'm sure
The sun will forget my name
Oh how I miss those western skies

F             C             G-C-G 
Oh to see the sunset in her eyes
F             C               D
Oh to see the sunshine in her eyes

And I'd rather be lying by the bow river watching the clouds go by
Yea I'd rather be anywhere else than here tonight stuck in the city
But through the pain good things will come
After the rain the sun
But that don't mean much to me
Stuck in the city
Oh how I miss those western skies

C        D     Bm       Em 
Oh how I miss, Oh how I miss
C        D                  C   G
Oh how I miss those western skies

jeffwilson@e-ink.com
http://www.geocities.com/CapeCanaveral/7722/