Steve Brooks - Iowa Wind
INTRO: D G D G D C G6 D G D
N.C. D G D
He was born by the Eastern sea
G D
Went to school, and he got a degree
C G6
Headed west on a prayer and a thumb
D G D
Looking out for a kingdom come
G D
Climbed the mountains in old Cheyenne
G D
Dipped his feet in the Rio Grande
C G6
Never found him a next of kin
D G D
'Til he ran into the Iowa wind
Am G C
Iowa wind
N.C. D G D
Iowa wind
N.C. D G D
Went to work as a hired hand
G D
Planting seeds in the promised land
C G6
From the seat of an old John Deere
D G D
Fields were smiling, from ear to ear
G D
Later on, when the work was done
G D
Saddled up with the setting sun
C G6
Squeezed his pony between his shins
D G D
And they'd ride like the Iowa wind
CHORUS:
C G D
Heard the voice in the Iowa corn
C G D
Like a million babes crying to be born
C G D
He was born again and again
Am G C
Washing his face___
N.C. D G D
In the Iowa wind
INSTRUMENTAL: D C G D
N.C. D G D
Seven years, they had come and gone
G D
Had a spread he could call his own
C G6
Felt the breeze blowing at his back
D C G D
Till the day that the clouds turned black
N.C. D G D
Watched the sky open up its jaws
G D
Spitting out only piles of straw
C G6
Up above, heard the circle spin
D G D
Lost it all to the Iowa wind
Am G C
Iowa wind
N.C. D Am C G D
Iowa wind
N.C. D G D
Now he sits by a window screen
G D
Looking out on an endless green
C G6
Every year he was laid to waste
D G D
Wore a line in his weathered face
G D
If you ask, you can hear him say
G D
“What it gives, it can take away”
C G6
All he found at his rainbow's end
D G D
Was the sound of the Iowa wind
CHORUS:
C G D
Heard the voice in the Iowa corn
C G D
Like a million babes crying to be born
C G D
And he was born again and again
C G D
Washing his face in the Iowa wind
C G D
And he'll be born again and again
Am G C
As he prays to the name
N.C. D
Of the Iowa wind
Am G C
Iowa wind
D G D
Iowa wind
G D
Iowa wind
G D G D
Iowa wind
INTRO: D G D G D C G6 D G D
N.C. D G D
He was born by the Eastern sea
G D
Went to school, and he got a degree
C G6
Headed west on a prayer and a thumb
D G D
Looking out for a kingdom come
G D
Climbed the mountains in old Cheyenne
G D
Dipped his feet in the Rio Grande
C G6
Never found him a next of kin
D G D
'Til he ran into the Iowa wind
Am G C
Iowa wind
N.C. D G D
Iowa wind
N.C. D G D
Went to work as a hired hand
G D
Planting seeds in the promised land
C G6
From the seat of an old John Deere
D G D
Fields were smiling, from ear to ear
G D
Later on, when the work was done
G D
Saddled up with the setting sun
C G6
Squeezed his pony between his shins
D G D
And they'd ride like the Iowa wind
CHORUS:
C G D
Heard the voice in the Iowa corn
C G D
Like a million babes crying to be born
C G D
He was born again and again
Am G C
Washing his face___
N.C. D G D
In the Iowa wind
INSTRUMENTAL: D C G D
N.C. D G D
Seven years, they had come and gone
G D
Had a spread he could call his own
C G6
Felt the breeze blowing at his back
D C G D
Till the day that the clouds turned black
N.C. D G D
Watched the sky open up its jaws
G D
Spitting out only piles of straw
C G6
Up above, heard the circle spin
D G D
Lost it all to the Iowa wind
Am G C
Iowa wind
N.C. D Am C G D
Iowa wind
N.C. D G D
Now he sits by a window screen
G D
Looking out on an endless green
C G6
Every year he was laid to waste
D G D
Wore a line in his weathered face
G D
If you ask, you can hear him say
G D
“What it gives, it can take away”
C G6
All he found at his rainbow's end
D G D
Was the sound of the Iowa wind
CHORUS:
C G D
Heard the voice in the Iowa corn
C G D
Like a million babes crying to be born
C G D
And he was born again and again
C G D
Washing his face in the Iowa wind
C G D
And he'll be born again and again
Am G C
As he prays to the name
N.C. D
Of the Iowa wind
Am G C
Iowa wind
D G D
Iowa wind
G D
Iowa wind
G D G D
Iowa wind
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