VINCENT - Don McLean 吉他和弦谱

Starry starry night ~ _ Paint your palette Blue and grey _ Look out on a summer's day With eyes that know the Darkness in my soul Shadows on the hills _ Sketch the trees and the Daffodils _ Catch the breeze and the Winter chills In colors on the snowy linen land _ Now I understand _ What you tried to say to me _ And how you suffered for your sanity _And how you tried to set them free. They would not listen They did not know how _ Per-haps they'll listen now ~ _ Starry starry night ~ _ Flaming flowers that Brightly blaze _ Swirling clouds in violet haze Reflect in Vincent's eyes of China blue Colors changing hue ~ _ Morning fields of amber grain _ Weathered faces lined in pain Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand And now I understand _ What you tried to say to me _ And how you suffered for your sanity _And how you tried to set them free. They would not listen They did not know how _ Per-haps they'll listen now For they could not love you ~ _But still your love was true _ And when no Hope was left inside on that Starry starry night You took your life as lovers Often do ~ But I could have told you Vincent This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you ~ _ Starry starry night ~ _ Portraits hung in empty halls _ Frameless heads on Nameless walls With eyes that watch the world and can't forget. Like the strangers that you've met ~ Ragged men in ragged clothes _ The silver thorn of bloody rose Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow And now I think I know ~ _ What you tried to say to me _ And how you suffered for your sanity _And how you tried to set them free. They would not listen They're not listening still _Per-haps they never _will ~