INTRO: ^{G-Bb-C-G-Bb-C-G} VERSE 1 ^GWild wind take me home ^Bbto the mists of down below ^CI'll be flyin' come september ^Gday ^GWith no borders in my way you'll ^Bb)find me home until the may sun ^C)Burns the heavy mists of down ^Gbelow CHORUS I ^Bbsee the rivers floodin' strong and ^Cpeople wishin' they belonged ^BbFree for anywhere they wanna ^Ggo ^GAnd when they pray they can look to the sky And ^Bbthey see me as I pass by ^CHeadin' into the mists of down^Gbelow VERSE 2 Without feilds that ripe from rain there is no way to feed my pain Until I fly the mists of down below But down below is not my faith, there is no land from where I came Not even mists of old Mexico CHORUS VERSE 3 So I looked hard at reasons for the drifters goin' door to door Dreamin' of the mists of down below But I'm sure they'd go anywhere they could if winds became their neighborhood And there'd be nowhere they didn't know CHORUS OUTRO: ^G-Bb-C-G G=320003 Bb=x13331 nebo xx3331 C=x32010 nebo 332010