Tom Rush - Mother earth

^FMother ^BbEarth lives ^C7on the ^Focean, ^FMother ^BbEarth sails ^C7on the ^Fsea, ^FI am ^Bbblessed with ^C7her ^Fdevotion, ^FMother ^BbEarth pro^C7vides for ^Fme.^{Bb C7 F}

^FNow I am ^Bbgoing ^C7on a j^Fourney, ^FAnd I ^Bbpray all t^C7hings end ^Fwell, ^FWhile Mother ^BbEarth ^C7looks after ^Fme, ^FI will ^Bbfollow f^C7aith^Ffully.

^BbGreen trees ^Fgrow on ^C7mountain ^Ftop, ^BbBirds still ^Fsing whi^C7le mornin^Fg come, ^BbThough I tre^Fat her ^Amcareles^Dmsly, ^FMother ^BbEarth pro^Cvides for me.

^FWhen the ^Bbgrasslands ^C7crave for ^Fwater, ^FAnd the ^Bbharvest ^C7needs ^Fsunlight, ^FThese are ^Bbtimes when^C7 I am ^Fhelpless, ^FMother ^BbEarth makes ^C7all things ^Fright^Bb. ^{C F}

^FMother ^BbEarth lives ^C7on the ^Focean, ^FMother ^BbEarth sails ^C7on the ^Fsea, ^FI am ^Bbblessed with ^C7her ^Fdevotion, ^FMother ^BbEarth pro^C7vides for ^Fme, ^FMother ^BbEarth pro^C7vides for ^Fme,^{Bb C7 F}