Chord Gitar Elton John - High-Flying Bird Kunci Dasar - Chords.id (Nada Dasar A#)

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