F Bb Gm C F Bb Gm F [4] [2] [1] [1] [4] [1] [1] [2] F(maj7) [ / / / / ][ / / / / ][ / / / / ][ / / / / ] Well the moon moved past Nebraska Dm(2) Spilled laughter on them cold Dakota hills Gm(2) Csus C The angels danced on Jacob's stairs, yeah they danced on Jacob's stairs F(maj7) There is this silence in the badlands Dm(2) And over Kansas the whole universe was stilled Gm(2) Csus C By the whisper of a prayer, by the whisper of a prayer Bb And the single hawk bursts into flight Csus C And in the east the whole horizon is in flames Dm2 Bb And I feel the thunder in the sky, I see the sky about to rain Csus C F And I hear the prairies calling out Your name I can feel the earth tremble beneath the rumbling of the buffalo hooves And the fury in the pheasant's wings, there's fury in a pheasant's wings And it tells me the Lord is in His temple And there is still a faith that can make the mountains move And a love that can make the heavens ring And I've seen love make heaven ring Where the sacred rivers meet beneath the shadow of the Keeper of the plains I feel the thunder in the sky, I see the sky about to rain And I hear the prairies calling out Your name Dm F2 Dm [ / / / / ][ / / / / ][ / / / / ][ / / / / ][ / / / / ][ / / / / ] From the place where morning gathers You can look sometimes forever 'til you see What time may never know, what time may never know How the Lord takes by its corners this whole world And shakes us forward and shakes us free To run wild with the hope, to run wild with the hope The hope that this thirst will not last long That it will soon drown in the song not sung in vain And I feel the thunder in the sky, I see the sky about to rain And I hear the prairies calling out Your name And I know this thirst will not last long That it will soon drown in the song not sung in vain And I feel the thunder in the sky, I see the sky about to rain And with the prairies I am calling out Your name F [4]
Words and music by Rich Mullins and Beaker
© 1991 Edward Grant (ASCAP)