Indian Paintbrush

Intro Em7 C G D [Verse 1] Em7 C I wish I'd heard them Aspen trees sing back when my grandpa was young G D He said there were more gold eagles here than people two to one Em7 They came and made the wild tame C Won the west, but lost the range G D It's as plain as day to see that change has finally come Chorus C G Now the Indian paintbrush is in bloom again D Em The prairie's burnin' up in red and green C G Em It breaks my heart to think that my son might not ever get to see D C The Indian paintbrush come in bloom again D Em C G D Then the Indian paintbrush paints me bluе again [Verse 2] Em7 C Now the sun is sinkin' down on what's left of the wеstern front G What used to seem so sacred now don't matter all that much C The train tracks cut a trail of scars G They bring near what should stay far away D Yeah, there's some things you and me weren't made to touch Chorus C G Like the Indian paintbrush is in bloom again D Em The prairie's burnin' up in red and green C G Em It breaks my heart to think that my son might not ever get to see D C The Indian paintbrush come in bloom again D Em Then the Indian paintbrush paints me bluе again [Guitar Solo] C G D Em C G D Chorus C G Now the Indian paintbrush is in bloom again D Em The prairie's burnin' up in red and green C G Em It breaks my heart to think that my son might not ever get to see D C The Indian paintbrush come in bloom again D C Then the Indian paintbrush paints me bluе again Outro C Em7 C G D Em7 C G D Em7 C G D Em7 C G D Em7