Nina Simone - Stars

Sta^Ars, they come and g^G#o, ^C#the^Ey come f^F#ast^C#, t^Ehey come slow T^F#hey^C# go^E like the last light of the sun, all in a b^Bmlaze And all you see is gl^Eory, hey but it gets lo^Anely there When there's no^G# on^C#e t^Ehere to share, ^Bmwe can shake it away If you'll hear a st^Eory

People lust for fa^Ame like athletes in a g^G#ame^{C# E} They ^Gbr^C#eak^E their collarbones and c^Gom^A#e u^Ep sw^Bminging Some of them are cr^A#own^Ded^F#, some of them are do^Awn^Ded^F# And some are lost and never fo^Eund But most have seen it a^All ^{G# C# E} They live their lives in sad caf^Gés^A# an^Ed music hal^Bmls And they always have a sto^Ery