Martin Simpson - Born human

I don’t know ^Fwhy I was born ^Chuman I might have ^Fbeen ^Ca ^Amfish or a ^Gbat Or the big ^Csycamore in my ^Fbrother’s ^Cbackyard That spoke to ^Amme when I^G fell on ^Cmy back

We listen ^Cto an ^Fearth^Cly music Conjured ^Amup ^G in age^Cs past The colour of y^Cour skin might ^Fchange to^Cmorrow From a snow-wh^Amite deer^G to a c^Coal-black cat

I don’t know ^Fwhy I was born ^Chuman I might have ^Fbeen ^Ca ^Amwater ^Grat Or a thunde^Crstorm that ^Fchases ^Cbuffalo Down silver ^Amtrails of ^Gprairie ^Cgrass I don’t know ^Fwhy I was born ^Chuman ^{F C Am G}

When you ^Csee the ear^Fth ^Cbleeding Then you ^Amknow^G you’re home at^C last When you ^Cfeel your ^Fbody ^Cbroken Then you’ll ^Amfind^G the strength^C to act

I ain’t no ^Falien, I was born ^Cnative I just for^Fgot ^Cthe ^Amsacred ^Gpast But the big ^Cstorm is over and I ^Fstill got a ^Cheartbeat And my breast ^Amlullaby ^Gsings ho^Cme at last

Walking on this^F earth is only ^Cnatural We were born to ^Froam ^Cbut ^Amnot this ^Gfast And my little ^Cgirl’s dreams should be as ^Fbig as h^Ceaven Even an^Amgels find^G their home^C at last And my little ^Cgirl’s dreams should be as ^Fbig as h^Ceaven Even an^Amgels find^G their home^C at last I don’t know ^Fwhy I was born ^Chuman ^{F C Am G}