Chord Gitar Elton John - High-Flying Bird Kunci Dasar - Chords.id

G     Fma7 C    Fma7 C x 2
 
            G                                  C
You wore a little cross of gold around your neck,
   G                               D
I saw it as you flew between my reasons,
        Am                                 C
Like a raven in the night time when you left.
          G                                   C
I wear a chain upon my wrist that bears no name,
G                        D
You touched it and you wore it,
         Am                               C
And you kept it in your pillow all the same.
                G                            C
My high-flying bird has flown from out my arms,
 
                      Am
I thought myself her keeper,
                         D
She thought I meant her harm,
                       G
She thought I was the archer,
                  C
A weather man of words,
                   Fma7          C
But I could never shoot down,
 
                G       Fma7 C    Fma7 C
My high-flying bird.
 
     G                                       C
The white walls of your dressing room are stained in scarlet red.
     G                                 D
You bled upon the cold stone like a young man,
Am                        C
In the foreign field of death.
G                             C
Wouldn't it be wonderful is all I heard you say,
 
           G                                               D
You never closed your eyes at night and learned to love daylight,
Am                  C
Instead you moved away.
 
                G                            C
My high-flying bird has flown from out my arms,
                      Am
I thought myself her keeper,
                         D
She thought I meant her harm,
                       G
She thought I was the archer,
                  C
A weather man of words,
                   Fma7         C
But I could never shoot down,
                G                            C
My high-flying bird has flown from out my arms,
                      Am
I thought myself her keeper,
                         D
She thought I meant her harm,
                       G
She thought I was the archer,
                  C
A weather man of words,
                   Fma7         C
But I could never shoot down,
 
                G       Fma7 C    Fma7 C
My high-flying bird.
 
    G                          C
My high-flying, high-flying bird.
    G                          C
My high-flying, high-flying bird.
    G                          C           G
My high-flying, high-flying bird.