Tuning:

#This is my version with a change in accompaniment patterns on the piano and a piano solo after the bridge as well as a change of key after the Bridge, I sing many notes longer than the original(e.g. "now I understaaaaaaand"), which means I might play another chord when others over the same note#

Starry Starry Night^A Paint your pallet ^Bm blue and grey Look out on a ^Dsummers day with ^Eeyes that know the ^E7darkness in my ^Asoul Shadows on the^A Hills, sketch the trees and the ^Bmdaffodils Catch the breeze and the ^D Winter chill in ^E7 colours on the snowy linen ^Aland

Now I under^Bmsta^End What you tried to ^Asay to me^A/G# ^F#m And how you suffered for your ^Bmsanity ^E And how you tried to set them ^F#mfree They wouldn't listen they did ^B7not know how ^Bm7 Per^Ehaps they'll listen ^Anow

Starry Starry ^ANight ^Asus4 ^A Flaming flowers that ^Bmbrightly blaze ^Bmsus2 ^Bm Swirling clouds in ^D violet haze re^Eflect in Vincent's eyes of china ^Ablue ^AColors changing hue ^Asus4 ^A Morning fields of ^Bm amber grain ^Bmsus2 ^Bm Weathered faces ^Dlined with pain are soothed beneath the ^E7artists loving ^Ahand

Now I under^Bmsta^End What you tried to ^Asay to me ^A/G# ^F#m And how you suffered for your ^Bmsanity ^E And how you tried to set them ^F#mfree

N.C.

They wouldn't listen they did ^B7 not know how ^Bm7 Per^Ehaps they'll listen ^Anow

For they couldn't ^Bmlove you ^E7 But still your love was ^Atrue ^G ^F# [n.c.] And when no ^Bm7hope was left in sight On that ^Dmstarry starry night You ^Atook your life as ^Glovers often ^F#7 But I ^Bm7 could have told you Vincent This ^Dworld was never meant for one as ^E7 beautiful as ^Ayou

E F# A B Am D G #Play piano solo freely and make sure to end on G

Starry starry ^Gnight ^Gsus4 ^G Portraits hung in ^Amempty halls ^Amsus2 ^Am Frameless heads on ^C nameless walls With ^D7eyes that watch the world and can't for^Gget Like the strangers that you ^Gmet ^Gsus4 ^G The ragged men in ^Am ragged clothes ^Amsus2 ^Am The silver thorn of ^Cbloody rose Lie ^D7crushed and broken on the virgin ^Gsnow

^E7Now I think I ^Amknow^D7 what you tried to ^Gsay to me ^G/F# ^Em and how you suffered for your ^Am7sanity ^D7 And how you tried to set them ^Emfree [n.c.]They would not listen they're not ^A7listening still ^Am7 Per^D7haps they never ^Gwill

D E G A G Cm G

Don McLean - Vincent