Lisa Hannigan - Little bird

^BYour heart sings like a k^Eettle And your ^Gwords, they boil away like s^Bteam. ^BAnd a lie burns long while the t^Eruth bites quick, ^GA heart is built for both it seems.^{B B}You are lonely as a churc^Eh, Despite the qu^Geuing out your door. ^{B B}I am empty as a pro^Emise, no m^Gore. ^B

^F# When the ^Etime comes, ^B And ^F#rights have be^Een read, ^B I ^F#think of you o^Eften But f^Bor once I ^F#meant what I^E said. B, G, B, G, B, G, B, G I w^Bas salted by your h^Eunger, Now you'v^Ge gone and lost your app^Betite ^BAnd a little bird is e^Every bit as ha^Gndy in a fight. ^B I am^B lonely as a me^Emory Despite the ^Ggathering round the fire. ^{B B}Aren't you every bi^Erd on every w^Gire? ^B

^F# When the t^Eime comes, ^B And ^F#rights have bee^En read, ^B I ^F#think of you ^Eoften But fo^Br once I mean^F#t what I s^Eaid. ^{B F#} Here I st^Eay, I lay me ^Bdown, In a^F# house by a^E hill. ^B I'm^F# dug from the ru^Ebble, ^B and^F# cut from the^E kill. ^{B F#} Here I sta^Ey, I lay me d^Bown, In ^F#a house by ^Ethe Hill. ^B I'm^F# dug from the ru^Ebble, ^B and^F# cut from the^E kill. ^B (Times 3)