Vincent [G] - Don McLean v0 (27-Jan-2018 14:08:35)

Vincent Don McLean Starry starry [G] night [Gsus4] [G] paint your palette [Am] blue and grey Look out on a [C] summer's day with [D] eyes that know the darkness in my [G] soul Shadows on the [G] hills [Gsus4] [G] sketch the trees and the [Am] daffodils Catch the breeze and the [C] winter chills In [D] colours on the snowy linen [G] land [C] [G] Now I under[Am]stand [Am6] what you tried to [G] say to [Gmaj7] me [Em7] How you suffered for you [Am] sanity [Am6] and how you tried to set them [Em] free They would not listen they did [A] not know how [Am] Per[Am6]haps they'll listen [G] now Starry starry [G] night [Gsus4] [G] flaming flowers that [Am] brightly blaze Swirling clouds in [C] violet haze re[D]flect in Vincent's eyes of china [G] blue Colors changing [G] hue [Gsus4] [G] morning fields of [Am] amber grain Weathered faces [C] lined in pain Are [D] soothed beneath the artist’s loving [G] hand [C] [G] Now I under[Am]stand [Am6] what you tried to [G] say to [Gmaj7] me [Em7] How you suffered for you [Am] sanity [Am6] and how you tried to set them [Em] free They would not listen they did [A] not know how [Am] Per[Am6]haps they'll listen [G] now For they could not [Am] love you [Am6] but still your love was [G] true [Gmaj7] [Em7] And when no [Am] hope was left in sight on that [Cm] starry starry night You [G] took your life as [F7] lovers often [E7] do But I [Am] could have told you Vincent This [C] world was never meant for one as [D] beautiful as you [G] [C] [G] Starry starry [G] night [Gsus4] [G] portraits hung in [Am] empty halls Frameless heads on [C ] nameless walls With [D] eyes that watch the world and can't for[G]get Like the stranger that you've [G] met [Gsus4] [G] the ragged man in [Am] ragged clothes The silver thorn of [C] bloody rose lies [D] crushed and broken on the virgin [G] snow Now I think I [Am] know [Am6] what you tried to [G] say to [Gmaj7] me [Em7] And how you suffered for you [Am] sanity [Am6] how you tried to set them [Em] free They would not listen they're not [A] listening still [Am] Per[Am6]haps they never [G] will [C] [G]

Starry starry G night Gsus4 G paint your palette Am blue and grey
Look out on a C summer's day with D eyes that know the darkness in my G soul
Shadows on the G hills Gsus4 G sketch the trees and the Am daffodils
Catch the breeze and the C winter chills
In D colours on the snowy linen G land C G

Now I underAmstand Am6 what you tried to G say to Gmaj7 me Em7
How you suffered for you Am sanity Am6 and how you tried to set them Em free
They would not listen they did A not know how Am
PerAm6haps they'll listen G now

Starry starry G night Gsus4 G flaming flowers that Am brightly blaze
Swirling clouds in C violet haze reDflect in Vincent's eyes of china G blue
Colors changing G hue Gsus4 G morning fields of Am amber grain
Weathered faces C lined in pain
Are D soothed beneath the artist’s loving G hand C G

For they could not Am love you Am6 but still your love was G true Gmaj7 Em7
And when no Am hope was left in sight on that Cm starry starry night
You G took your life as F7 lovers often E7 do
But I Am could have told you Vincent
This C world was never meant for one as D beautiful as you G C G

Starry starry G night Gsus4 G portraits hung in Am empty halls
Frameless heads on C nameless walls
With D eyes that watch the world and can't forGget
Like the stranger that you've G met Gsus4 G the ragged man in Am ragged clothes
The silver thorn of C bloody rose lies D crushed and broken on the virgin G snow

Now I think I Am know Am6 what you tried to G say to Gmaj7 me Em7
And how you suffered for you Am sanity Am6 how you tried to set them Em free
They would not listen they're not A listening still Am
PerAm6haps they never G will C G

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