Albert King - Dakota lullaby tom peterson

^AHear that ^Dblack crow ^Ecalling as he ^Acomes home in the spring Hear the ^Elast of the ^Dsad coyote's ^Ecry Hear the ^Dghost of the plain Sing of the ^Abuffalo a^Dgain And fall a^Bmsleep to a Da^Dkota Lulla^Aby

The ^Dwind sings the ^Enames Of the ^Aones who have returned To this ^Eholy land on ^Dwhich their fathers ^Etoiled If you ^Dfall down on your knees Put your ^Aear down to the ^Dearth You might ^Bmhear their spirits ^Dsinging in the ^Asoil

^AHear that ^Dblack crow ^Ecalling as he ^Acomes home in the spring Hear the ^Elast of the ^Dsad coyote's ^Ecry Hear the ^Dghost of the plain Sing of the ^Abuffalo a^Dgain And fall a^Bmsleep to a Da^Dkota Lulla^Aby

^DTime rolls for^Eever Like the ^Alazy grey Missouri ^EStars up a^Dbove the dusty prairie ^Eshine There's a ^Dmillion sleeping braves They're gonna ^Arise up from their ^Dgraves And sing the ^Bmsongs that ^Dhold no trace of ^Atime

^AHear that ^Dblack crow ^Ecalling as he ^Acomes home in the spring Hear the ^Elast of the ^Dsad coyote's ^Ecry Hear the ^Dghost of the plain Sing of the ^Abuffalo a^Dgain And fall a^Bmsleep to a Da^Dkota Lulla^Aby