Vincent
Don McLean English
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Starry, starry [G] night,
paint your pallet[Am] blue and grey
Look out on a[C] summers day,
With[D7] eyes that
know the darkness in my[G] soul
Shadows on the[G] hills,
sketch the trees and the daffo[Am] dils
And catch the breeze and
[C] winter chills
In[D7] colors on the snowy linen
[G] land [C] [G]
Now I under[Am] stand,
what you[D7] tried to [G] say to [Em] me
How you suffered for your[Am7] sanity
How you[D7] tried to set them [Em] free
They would not listen, they
[A7] did not know [Am7] how
Per[D7] haps theyll listen [G] now
Starry, starry[G] night,
flaming flowers that[Am] brightly blaze
Swirling[C] colors of violet haze
Re[D7] flect in Vincents
eyes of china[G] blue
Colors changing[G] hue,
morning fields of amber[Am] grain
Weathered[C] faces lined in pain
Are[D7] soothed beneath
the artists loving[G] hand [C] [G]
Now I under[Am] stand,
.
what you[D7] tried to [G] say to [Em] me
How you suffered for your[Am7] sanity
How you[D7] tried to set them [Em] free
They would not listen, they
[A7] did not know [Am7] how
Per[D7] haps theyll listen [G] now
For they could not[Am7] love you,
but[D7] still your love was [G] true
And[Em] when no hope was
[Am7] left in sight on that
[Cm6] starry, starry night
You[G] took your life as
[F7] lovers often [E7] do
I[Am7] could have told you Vincent,
This[C] world was never meant for one as
[D7] beautiful as [G] you
Starry, starry[G] night,
portraits hung in[Am] empty halls
Frameless heads on[C] nameless walls
With[D7] eyes that watch the world
and cant[G] forget
Like the stranger that youve[G] met,
the ragged man in[Am] ragged clothes
The silver thorn of[C] bloody rose
Lies[D7] crushed and
broken on the virgin[G] snow [C] [G]
Now I[Am] think I know,
[D7] what you try to [G] say to [Em] me
How you suffered for your[Am7] sanity
How you[D7] tried to set them [Em] free
They would not[A7] listen,
theyre not listening[Am7] still
Per[D7] haps they never [G] will
paint your pallet
Look out on a
With
know the darkness in my
Shadows on the
sketch the trees and the daffo
And catch the breeze and
In
Now I under
what you
How you suffered for your
How you
They would not listen, they
Per
Starry, starry
flaming flowers that
Swirling
Re
eyes of china
Colors changing
morning fields of amber
Weathered
Are
the artists loving
Now I under
.
what you
How you suffered for your
How you
They would not listen, they
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For they could not
but
And
You
I
This
Starry, starry
portraits hung in
Frameless heads on
With
and cant
Like the stranger that youve
the ragged man in
The silver thorn of
Lies
broken on the virgin
Now I
How you suffered for your
How you
They would not
theyre not listening
Per