Byrds - Wasnt born to follow

Oh, I'd ^Frather go and ^Fjourney, where the ^Fdiamond crest is ^Fflowing and ^Frun across the ^Fvalley, be^Fneath the sacred ^Fmountain and ^Gwander through the forest^{Gsus2 G} Where the ^Ftrees have leaves of prisms, and break the light in colors, that ^Gno one knows the ^Fnames of ^{F F F}

And ^Fwhen it's time I'll ^Fgo, and wait be^Fside a legend^Fary fountain, ^Ftill I see your ^Fform reflected ^Fin it's clear and ^Fjeweled waters; and ^Gif you think I'm ready^{Gsus2 G} You may ^Flead me to the chasm, where the rivers of our vision, flow ^Ginto one a^Fnother^{F F F}

I will ^Fwant to ^Fdie beneath, the ^Fwhite cascading ^Fwaters, she may ^Fbeg, she may ^Fplead, she may ^Fargue with her ^Flogic; and ^Gthen she'll know the things I learned^{Gsus2 G} That ^Freally have no value, in the end she will surely know, I ^Gwasn't born to ^Ffollow