Buffalo Springfield - Bluebird

^FListen ^Amto my ^Fbluebird ^Flaugh, ^Fshe can't ^Amtell you ^Fwhy ^FDeep with^Amin her ^Fheart you ^Fsee, F F F CCG F CCG F she knows only crying, just crying, yeah

^FThere she ^Amsits, a ^Flofty ^Fperch, ^Fstrangest ^Amcolor ^Fblue ^FFlying ^Amis for^Fgotten ^Fnow, F F F CCG F CCG F she thinks only of you, just you, awww

^FSo get all those blues, must be a thousand hues And each is differently used, you just ^Fknow^F You sit there ^Fmesmerized, by the depth of her eyes If you could categorize, she got ^Fsoul^F She got ^Fsoul^F, she got ^Fsoul^F, she got ^Fso^Ful^F

^FDo you ^Fthink she ^Floves you? Do you ^Fthink at ^Fal^Fl?^{F F}

^FSoon she's ^Amgoing to ^Ffly a^Fway, ^Fsadness ^Amis her ^Fown ^FFill her^Amself a ^Fbath of ^Ftea^Frs^F, and go ^Fhom^Fe,^F and go ^Fhome