Starry Starry

^Gnight^Gsus4 ^G paint your palette ^Amblue and grey Look out on a ^Csummers day with ^Deyes that know the darkness in my ^Gsoul Shadows on the hill^Gsus4s ^G sketch the tress and the ^Amdaffodils Catch the breeze and the ^Cwinter chill In ^Dcolours on the snowy line^Gn land ^C ^G

Chorus

And now I under^Amstand ^Am6 what you tried to^G say to me ^Em How you suffered for you ^Amsanity ^Am6 How you tried to set them ^Emfree They would not listen they di^Ad not know ho^Amw pe^Am6rhaps they 'll listen^G now

Starry starry night flamings flowers that brightly blaze Swirling clouds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue Colours changing hue,morning fields of amber grain Weathered faces lined in pain Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand Chorus

For they could no^Amt love you^Am6 but still your love was^G true ^Em And when no^Am hope was left in sight on tha^Cmt starry starry night You ^Gtook you life as ^F7lovers often ^E7do But I^Am could of told you Vincent This ^Cworld was never meant for one as^D beautiful a^Gs you ^C ^G

Starry starry night portraits hung in empty halls frameless heads on nameless walls with i's that watch the world and cant forget Like the strangers that you've met,the ragged men in ragged clothes The silver thorn the bloody rose Lire crushed and broken on the virgin snow

And now I think ^AmI know ^Am6 what you tried to^G say to me ^Em How you suffered for your^Am sanity ^Am6 How you tried to set them ^Emfree They would not listen they're not ^A listening still^Am p^Am6erhaps they never wi^Gll ^C ^G

Don McLean - Vincent