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

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