Vincent Don McLean

[Zwrotka]
Starry starry nighGtGsus4 G
paint your palette blue anda grey
look out on a sumCmer's day
with eDyes that know the darkness in my Gsoul
Shadows on the hillGsGsus4 G
sketch the trees and the daaffodils
catch the breeze and the Cwinter chills
in Dcolors on the snowy linen landG
[Refren]
Now I unaderstand
Dwhat you tried to sGay to meG/F# e
how you suffered for your asanity
Dhow you tried to set them efree
They would not listen
they did not Aknow how
paerhaps Dthey'll listen nowG
[Zwrotka]
Starry starry GnightGsus4 G
flaming flo'rs that barightly blaze
swirling clouds in Cviolet haze
rDeflect in Vincent's eyes of China bluGe
Colors changing hueG Gsus4 G
morning fields of aamber grain
weathered facesC lined in pain
are sDoothed beneath the artist's loving haGnd
[Refren]
Now I unaderstand
Dwhat you tried to Gsay to meG/F# e
how you suffered for your asanity
Dhow you tried to set them efree
They would not listen
they did not Aknow how
paerhaps Dthey'll listen nGow
[Mostek]
For they could not alove youD
but still your love was tGrueG/F# e
and when no haope was left in sight
on that sctarry starry night
You tGook your life as lFovers often doE7
But I caould have told you Vincent
this wCorld was never meant for one
as bDeautiful as yoGu
[Zwrotka]
Starry starry nighGtGsus4 G
portraits hung in empty haalls
frameless heads on naCmeless walls
with eyDes that watch the world and can't fGorget
Like the stranger that you've meGtGsus4 G
the ragged men in raagged clothes
the silver thorn of blCoody rose
lie crDushed and broken on the virgin sGnow
[Refren]
And now I think I aknow
Dwhat you tried to Gsay to meG/F# e
how you suffered for your asanity
and Dhow you tried to set them feree
They would not listen
they're not lisAt'ning still
aperhDaps they never wGill


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