Kate Wolf – Jenny Wind (Guitar)

    Am                           Em 
Her father was a man who knew no fences

    Am                        Em 
Her mother was a woman of the trail

    Am             Em         F
But Jenny Wind was born into a new world

G7                 C
When the white man came

Am                   Em 
Jenny was taught the old ways

        Am                            Em 
And she learned to speak her father's tongue

         F                        C
When she died, she was one of the last ones

        G7                   C
And the earth covered up her bones

Am                    Em 
Jenny Wind was born a wild thing

  Am                       Em 
A sister to coyote and the sun

         Am         Em       F
But they gave her a dress of calico

         G7              C
And they named her Jenny Wind

        Am                              Em 
But the white man's ways, they followed her

        Am                             Em 
She was buried 'neath a marker made of stone

           F                     C
And on her grave they carved her pretty name

G7             F7            C
"Here lies the Indian, Jenny Wind"

F                G7         C
But they say her soul flies free

F              G7            C
Caring for the weary and the lost

Am                     F
In the forest deep and quiet

     G7                       C
All around the grave of Jenny Wind

Am                      Em 
I met Jenny on a summer night

Am                    Em 
Walking in the Placer County

  Am              Em           F
I stumbled on her grave in the forest there

G7               C
So all alone and still

  Am                           Em 
I wondered if she cared that I found her

Am                   Em 
Lying so hidden and alone

  F                                C
I wondered who she was before they named her

     G7            C
"The Indian, Jenny Wind"

    Am                   Em 
The silence grew till it touched me

    Am                              Em 
And held me like the words upon the stone

    Am            Em          F
And for the first time I was afraid

G7                      C
I would not find my way home

  Am                             Em 
I ran from her as the night grew darker

  Am                              Em 
I dropped my glasses and I took a fall

         F                C
Lost and blind, somehow I found them

      G7                     C
Lying folded on her grave so small

      F                G7         C
And I believe that her soul flies free

       F             G7            C
And it cares for the weary and the lost

Am                     F
In the forest deep and quiet

     G7                       C
All around the grave of Jenny Wind