Misc Originals - Filomena - songbird sing

^Am I Wake in the morning, to the sound o^Cf the birds ^GNot Fighting for airtime or Fi^Dmghting for ^Amwords

^AmBut filling the breeze with their son^Cg so sweet.

^GRevealing to me what ^Dmmy eyes cannot s^Amiee ^GSong bird don’^Asus4t cry G. Am7 Song bird sing.

^DmSongbird don’t cry ^AmSongbird just sing, ^Gsing me a so^Amng to remind me I’m free ^Am Dm Am. Keep me in Awe how the sun will just rise. ^GWaking the world from the slumber ^Dmof Am Am G Dm Am. night. (Keeping our hearts in the hope of the light. )

^GSongbird s^Am7ing

^AmI wish I could tell you^C how dear is your songs even t^Ghe sad ones remind me how ^{Dm Am}strong ^AmThose little bird wings must have t^Co be To k^Geep that voice lifted above all the ^{Dm Am}trees.

^GSong bird do^Amn’t^Asus4 cry ^GSong bird sing. ^Am Chorus

^FYou sing your song clear and ^Cyou sing it so brave ^GNobody taught you. Dm. Am It’s just how you’re made. ^FCome at it strong ^Ccome at it true ^GFill up the skies and Dm. Am Fill up the blue.

^GSong bird don’^Amt c^Asus4ry ^GSong bird sing. ^Am