TELL THE WIND
Tell the wind to take my message to her,
Beyond the mountains fat with forest,
Lest their tangled vines and creepers
Capture words I send to let her know
I'm coming home to see her now.
Tell the sun to take my story to her
Reflect my eyes upon its shining
Brilliant day, past distant highways--
Be the light I send to let her know
I'm coming home to see her now.
This road it cannot keep me fastened,
This Earth, it cannot keep my soul.
I've found my freedom while in passing:
At last I've got a goal,
At last I've got myself under control.
Tell the sea to take my passion to her,
Flow to her from where I see it,
Washing white the whole Pacific
Coastline with foaming lather,
Crashing waves I send to let her know
I'm coming home to love her now.
Yes, tell the wind to take my message to her,
To where she lives within that city
And make those towers of stone and steel
Ring the words I sing to let her know
I'm coming home to see her now.
3R
Managua, Nicaragua
Christmas 1969
C (A) (G) (C)(G)
Tell the wind to take my message to her,
C
Beyond the mountains fat with forest,
F
Lest their tangled vines and creepers
G F
Capture words I send to let her know
C
I'm coming home to see her now.
F G
This road it cannot keep me fastened,
C Em
This Earth, it cannot keep my soul.
F G
I've found my freedom while in passing:
C Em
At last I've got a goal,
F Em
At last I've got myself under control.