Am | Cmaj7/G# | C/G | D/F# | Fmaj7 | G/B | Am |
Am | Cmaj7/G# | C/G | D/F# | |
There’s a l | ady who’ | s sure all that g | litters is | gold |
Fmaj7 | G/B | Am | |
And she’s | buying a stairway to | heave | n |
Am | Cmaj7/G# | C/G | D/F# | |
When she g | ets there she | knows, if the s | tores are all c | losed |
Fmaj7 | G/B | Am | |
With a | word she can get what she | came f | or |
C | G/B | Fmaj7 | Am | C | G/B | Dsus4 | D |
Ooh | , | oo | h, and she’s | buying a | stairway to | heaven |
C | D | Fmaj7 | Am | |
There’s a | sign on the | wall but she w | ants to be | sure |
C | D | Fmaj7 | |
‘Cause you k | now sometimes w | ords have two | meanings |
Am | Cmaj7/G# | C/G | D/F# | |
In a tr | ee by th | e brook, there’s a | songbird who | sings |
Fmaj7 | G/B | Am | |
Sometimes a | ll of our thoughts are | misg | iven |
Interlude
Am | Cmaj7/G# | C/G | D/F# | Fmaj7 | G/B | Am |
Am7 | D | Am7 | Am | Em | D | C | D |
Ooh | , it makes me w | onder |
Am7 | D | Am7 | Am | Em | D | C | D |
Ooh | , it makes me w | onder |
C | G/B | Am | |
There’s a fe | eling I | get when I | look to the west |
C | G/B | Fmaj7 | Am | |
And my sp | irit is | crying for | leav | ing |
C | G/B | Am | |
In my t | hought | s I have seen rings of | smoke through the trees |
C | G/B | Fmaj7 | Am | |
And the v | oices | of those who stand | looki | ng |
C | G/B | ||||||
Am7 | D | Am7 | Am | Em | D | C | D |
Ooh | , it makes me w | onder |
Am7 | D | Am7 | Am | Em | D | C | D |
Ooh | , it makes me w | onder |
C | G/B | Am | |
And it’s w | hispered that | soon if we | all call the tune |
C | G/B | Fmaj7 | Am | |
Then the p | iper will | lead us to | reas | on |
C | G/B | Am | |
And a | new day will dawn | for | those who stand long |
C | G/B | Fmaj7 | Am | |
And the fo | rests will | echo with | laught | er |
C | G/B | ||||||
Am7 | D | Am7 | Am | Em | D | C | D |
Am7 | D | Am7 | Am | Em | D | C | D |
Ooh |
C | G/B | Am |
If there’s a | bustle in your | hedgerow, don’t be alarmed now |
C | G/B | Fmaj7 | Am |
It’s just a | spring clean for the | May qu | een |
C | G/B | Am |
Yes, there are | two paths you can | go by, but in the long run |
C | G/B | Fmaj7 | Am |
There’s still | time to change the | road you’re | on |
C | G/B | ||||||
Am7 | D | Am7 | Am | Em | D | C | D |
Ooh | , it makes me w | onder |
Am7 | D | Am7 | Am | Em | D | C | D |
Ooh |
C | G/B | Am |
Your head is | humming and it w | on’t go, in case you don’t know |
C | G/B | Fmaj7 | Am |
The piper’s | calling you to | join h | im |
C | G/B | Am |
Dear lady, | can you hear the | wind blow, and did you know |
C | G/B | Fmaj7 | Am |
Your stairway | lies on the | whispering | wind |
C | G/B | ||||
D | Dsus4 | D | Dsus4 | Cadd9 | G/B |
D | Dsus4 | D | Dsus4 | Cadd9 | G/B |
Am | G | F | G |
And as we | wind on down the | road |
Am | G | F | G |
Our shadows | taller than our | soul |
Am | G | F | G |
There walks a | lady we all k | now |
Am | G | F | G |
Who shines white l | ight and wants to | show |
Am | G | F | G |
How everyt | hing still turns to | gold |
Am | G | F | G |
And if you | listen very | hard |
Am | G | F | G |
The tune will | come to you at | last |
Am | G | F | G |
When all are | one and one is | all |
Am | G | Fmaj7 |
To be a r | ock and not to r | oll |
Fmaj7 | Am |
And she’s buying a stairway to heav | en |