Am7                                   Em
  Too much hypocrisy in this old southern town for me
Am7                              Em
  Way back in 1619 began this tragic story
Am7                       Em
  Thrown into slavery the crime was the colour of skin
Am7                                      Em       Cadd9
  Never to see the light of the past again

[Chorus:]
            G                                 Cadd9                     G          Cadd9
I wanna go where the mountains are high enough to echo my song
            G                                 Cadd9                     G          Cadd9
I wanna go where the rivers run deep enough to drown my shame
          Am7                      Em                             Am7           Em
I wanna go where the stars shine bright enough to show me the way
        Am7 Em Cadd9                                   G Cadd9 G Cadd9
I wanna    go     where the wind calls my name
                           G     Cadd9     G
The wind is calling India India India

It's a typical Savannah day
So I take my guitar to the park and I play
Sitting up under the live oak tree
The strangest feeling came over me
Is this the tree where my brother was hung?
Is this the ground where is body was burnt?
God gave to me the gift of song so I dedicate this one

[chorus]
            G                                 Cadd9                     G          Cadd9
I wanna go where the mountains are high enough to echo my song
            G                                 Cadd9                     G          Cadd9
I wanna go where the rivers run deep enough to drown my shame
          Am7                      Em                             Am7           Em
I wanna go where the stars shine bright enough to show me the way
        Am7 Em Cadd9                                   G Cadd9 G Cadd9
I wanna    go     where the wind calls my name
                           G     Cadd9     G
The wind is calling India India India


Superiority, who have you better than me
Wasting precious time on racist mentality
This is only the beginning
because we'll be pushing up daisies in the ending
Spirit knows no colour either you're a hater or a lover

[chorus]
            G                                 Cadd9                     G          Cadd9
I wanna go where the mountains are high enough to echo my song
            G                                 Cadd9                     G          Cadd9
I wanna go where the rivers run deep enough to drown my shame
          Am7                      Em                             Am7           Em
I wanna go where the stars shine bright enough to show me the way
        Am7 Em Cadd9                                   G Cadd9 G Cadd9
I wanna    go     where the wind calls my name
                           G     Cadd9     G
The wind is calling India India India