Don McLean – Vincent
(Starry Starry Night)
G Am
Starry, starry night, paint your palette blue and grey
C D7 G
Look out on a summer's day, with eyes that know the darkness in my soul
Am
Shadows on the hills,
sketch the trees and daffodills
C D7 G C G
Catch the breeze and winterchills, in colors on the snowly linnen land
Am G Em Am7
And now I under stand what you tried to say to me, how you suffered for your sanity
D7 Em // stop A7 Am7
How you tried to set them
free, they would not listen, they did not know how
D7 G
Perhaps they'll listen now
G Am
Starry, starry night, flaming flow'rs that brightly blaze
C D7 G
Swirling clouds in violet haze re flect in Vincent's eyes of China blue
Am
Colors changing hue, morning
fields of amber grain
C D7 G C G
Weathered faces lined inpain, are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand
Am G Em Am7
And now I under stand what you tried to say to me, how you suffered for your sanity
D7 Em // stop A7 Am7
How you tried to set them
free, they would not listen, they did not know how
D7 G
Perhaps they'll listen now
Am7 D7 G
For they could not love you, but still
your love was true
Em Am7 Cm6 G F7 E7
And when no hope
was left in sight on that starry,
starry night, you took your life as lovers often do
Am7 C D7 G
But I could have told you, Vincent, this world was never meant for one as beautifull as you
G Am
Starry, starry night, portraits hung in empty halls
C D7 G
Frameless heads on nameless walls, with eyes that watch the world and can't
for get
Am
Like the strangers that
you've met, the ragged men in ragged
clothes
C D7 G C G
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow
Am G Em Am7
And now I think I know, what you tried to say to me, how you suffered for your sanity
D7 Em // stop A7 Am7
How you tried to set them
free, they would not listen, they're not listening still
D7 G C G
Perhaps they never will
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