Buffy Sainte Marie - "Moonshot" Chords

[Bm] _ _ [D] _ _ _ [G] Often [D] to outer space [Bm] you go, my [D] friends, _ [G] _ [A] we wish you bon [D] voyage.
_ _ _ [G] And when [A] you get there, we [Bm] will welcome [D] you, [G] and [A] still you wonder [G] at it [D] all.
_ _ [G] See [A] all the wonders [B] that you leave [D] _ [G] behind, the [A] wonders, humble [D] people.
_ _ [G] I [A] know a boy from [Bm] a tribe so [D] primitive, _ [G] he [A] can call me up [G] without [D] no telephone.
_ _ [G] See all [A] the wonders that [Bm] you leave _ [D] behind, [G] _
[A] enshrined in some [D] great hourglass.
_ [G] The [A] noble tongues, the [Bm] noble [D] languages, _ [G] _ _
[A] entombed in [D] some great English _ [G] class.
Often [A] to outer [B] space you go, my [A] friends, _ [G] _
[A] we wish you [D] bon voyage.
_ _ [G] And when you [A] get there, [Bm] we will welcome you again, [G] and still [A] you wonder at it [D] all.
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_ [B] _ _ [C#m] _ _ [E] _ _ [A] _
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[B] An anthropologist, [C#m] he wrote a [B] book, [A] _
[B] he called it [E] Moves of Heaven.
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He's [B] disappeared, his [C#] wife is all [B] _ _ [A]
distraught.
[B] An angel [A] came and [C#m] got him, _ [A]
his [B] hair was gold, his [C#] wings were love, his [B] words were [A] true.
[B] His eyes were [E] like a sloth's, he [A] _
[B] spoke in a language [C#m] oh so primitive.
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_ [B] _ [E] He made sense to _ [A] me, [B] often to outer [C#m] space you go, [B] my friends, [A] _
[B] we wish you [E] bon voyage.
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[B] And when you get there, [C#m] we will welcome [B] you again, [A]
and [B] still you wonder [A] at it [E] _ all.
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