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

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