John Denver - Rocky mountain suite

^DUp in a meadow in J^Gasper, Al^Aberta Two ^Dmen, four ponies on a ^Clong lonesome ^Aride. To ^Dsee the high country and l^Gearn of its p^Aeople, The ^Dways that they lived there, the ^Cways that they ^Adied.

^DAnd one is a teacher, ^Gand one a^A beginner, Just^D wanting to be there, just^C wanting to ^Aknow. And ^Dtogether they're trying to ^Gtell us a ^Astory That ^Dshould have been listened to ^Clong, long ^Aago.

How the ^Glife in the mountains is ^Dliving in danger From ^Ctoo many ^Gpeople, too ^Emmany machine^As. And the ^Gtime is upon us, ^Dnow is forever, To^Cmorrow is j^Gust one of ^Emyesterday's ^Adreams. ^A7

^DCold nights in Canada, icy blue ^Awinds. The man and the mountains are b^A7rothers a^Dgain. Clear waters are laughing, they sing to the ^Asky. ^A7 The ^ARockies are living, they never will ^Ddie. ^A

^DUp in a meadow . . .