Sweet Desert Childhood

[G]It was off the desert road
Fourteen [C]miles up in the canyon I was [G]born
[G]Where the rocks were piled up high
And [C]when the sun went down
They looked like big old [G]monsters
You could [C]yell out your whole name
And the [A7]echo would come back crystal c[C]lear
And the s[G]ilence was so deafening
I could [C]hear it like thunder in my [G]ears
[G]I still taste the sweet cool water
As it [C]bubbled out to quench the burning [G]sand

And the cottonwoods stood trembling
As the [C]desert wind blew soft across the l[G]and
Somewhere [C]far away a coyote
[A7]Called out his mournful ghostly [C]song
And I [G]knew that very soon
[C]Sweet desert childhood would be [G]gone
Can a [C]man[Bm] ever go back h[C]ome again?
Can a [C]man ever [Am]live that way a[D]gain?   [C]        [G]
[G]The old windmill made a groan
As it [C]turned around to face the cold of the [G]night
[G]The proof of all existence
Crackled [C]warm in the flickering fire[G]light
And the [C]stars were so perfect
That I w[A7]ondered might this all just be a [C]dream
Could this [G]all-alone place really [C]be as magic as it [G]seems?
[C]Can a man ever [Am]go back home a[C]gain?
[C]Can a man ever [Am]live that way [D]again?      [G]

   From Flying Again
   Columbia Records