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KING OF BIRDS
Original chords by: ?
Corrections from: the-concourse-on-high
{Play the "D" chord like this: xx0235
And play around with it, like descending on that high E string (frets->5,3,2)
through one line of verse.}
Intro : D
D
A thumbnail sketch, a jeweler's stone
A mean idea to call my own
Old man don't lay so still you're not yet young
There's time to teach, point to point
Point observation, children carry reservations
G
Standing on the shoulders of giants leaves me cold, leaves me cold.
F# A D
A mean idea to call my own, a hundred million birds fly
D
Singer sing me a given, singer sing me a song
Standing on the shoulders of giants everybody's looking on
(Old don't lay so still you're not yet young)
G
Standing on the shoulders of giants leaves me cold
F# A B
A mean idea to call my own, a hundred million birds fly away
E B E --> D
away... awaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyieeeeeee
D
I am king of all I see, my kingdom for a voice
Old man don't lay so still, you're not yet young
There's time to teach, point to point
Point observation, children carry reservations
G
Standing on the shoulders of giants, leaves me cold
F# A D
A mean idea to call my own, a hundred million birds fly away.
D
Everybody hit the ground. Everybody hit the ground.
