Elton John - Indian Sunset: chords

As I awoke this evening
With the smell of woodsmoke clinging
Like a gentle cobweb hanging
Upon a painted tepee
Oh, I went to see my chieftain
With my warlance and my woman
For he told us that the yellow moon
Would very soon be leaving

D#m                                              D#m9
This I can't believe I said, I can't believe our warlord's dead
      D#m9                G#m/D#             D#m9
Oh he would not leave the chosen ones to the buzzards and the soldiers guns
         D#m                               D#m9
Oh great father of the Iroquois ever since I was young
     D#m9             G#m/D#           D#m9
I've read the writing of the smoke and breast fed on the sound of drums

     D#m                                             D#m9
I've learned to hurl the tomahawk and ride a painted pony wild
   D#m9                   G#m/D#      D#m9
To run the gauntlet of the Sioux, to make a chieftain's daughter mine
    D#m                                                     D#m9
And now you ask that I should watch the red man's race be slowly crushed
     D#m9              G#m/D#             D#m9
What kind of words are these to hear from Yellow Dog whom white man fears

G      Bm/F#        Em        G/D     C        Am/D           Em  D
I take only what is mine Lord,    my pony, my squaw, and my child
G       Bm/F#   Em         G/D C Am/D                  Em  D
I can't stay to see you die     along with my tribe's pride
Am7                     D                   G              C/G
I go to search for the yellow moon and the fathers of our sons
          Em7      Am7          G        F6           Am      G      C
Where the red sun sinks in the hills of gold and the healing waters run

Trampling down the prairie rose
Leaving hoof tracks in the sand
Those who wish to follow me
I welcome with my hands
I heard from passing renegades
Geronimo was dead
He'd been laying down his weapons
When they filled him full of lead

Em                 G/D        C              G/B
Now there seems no reason why I should carry on
Am7               G/B              C               D
In this land that once was my land I can't find a home
     Em              G/D            C                  G/B
It's lonely and it's quiet and the horse soldiers are coming
       Am                G/B               C                   D
And I think it's time I strung my bow and ceased my senseless running

For soon I'll find the yellow moon
Along with my loved ones
Where the buffaloes graze in clover fields
Without the sound of guns
And the red sun sinks at last
Into the hills of gold
And peace to this young warrior
Comes with a bullet hole