Vincent (starry, Starry Night) taby ukulele według Don Mclean

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Starry, starry night
                    Am
Paint your palette blue and gray
                 C
Look out on a summer's day
      D7                                G
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul
 
                G
Shadows on the hills
                           Am
Sketch the trees and the daffodils
                                C
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
     D7                       G
In colors on the snowy linen land

        Am        D7
Now I understand
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What you tried to say to me
                               Am    D7
And how you suffered for your sanity
                               Em7
And how you tried to set them free
                                 A7           Am
They would not listen, they did not know how
 D7                    G
Perhaps they'll listen now

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Starry, starry night
                      Am
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze
                     C
Swirling clouds in violet haze
 D7                                G
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue


Colors changing hue
                  Am
Morning fields of amber grain
                  C
Weathered faces lined in pain
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Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand

         Am      D7
Now I understand
                    G       Em7
What you tried to say to me
                                 Am        D7 
And how you suffered for your sanity
                                     Em7
And how you tried to set them free   

                                 A7            Am
They would not listen, they did not know how
 D7                     G
Perhaps they'll listen now

                Am         D7
For they could not love you
                           G
But still your love was true
             Am 
And when no hope was left in sight
           Cm
On that starry, starry night

      G                  Em7        A7
You took your life, as lovers often do
                 Am
But I could've told you Vincent
     C                  
This world was never meant for
         D7          G
One as beautiful as you

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Starry, starry night
                     Am
Portraits hung in empty halls
                       C
Frame-less heads on nameless walls
     D7                                    G
With eyes that watch the world and can't forget


Like the strangers that you've met
     Am      
The ragged men in ragged clothes
                       C
The silver thorn of bloody rose
      D7                              G
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow

               Am   D7
Now I think  I know
                   G         Em7
What you tried to say to me
                                  Am  D7
And how you suffered for your sanity
                                    Em7
And how you tried to set them free

                                               A7  Am
They would not listen, they're not listening still
 D7                 G
Perhaps they never will