Originally in E, I play in D
Intro, I do some Norweigan-Wood-esque noodling here
| D |
| D | |
| You t | ell me that you’ve got every thing you want |
And your bird can sing
| Em | G | |
| But you don’t get | me |
| D | |
| You don’t get | me |
| D |
| You say you’ve seen seven wonders |
And your bird is green
| Em | G | |
| But you can’t see | me |
| D | |
| You can’t see | me |
| F#m | F#mM7/F |
| When your prize posse | ssions |
| F#m7/E | B7/D# |
| Start to weigh you d | own |
| D | Em |
| Look in my di | rection |
| A7 | |
| I’ll be ‘round, I’ll be | ’round |
Verse chords
| D | D | Em | G | D | D |
| F#m | F#mM7/F |
| When your bird is br | oken |
| F#m7/E | B7/D# |
| Will it bring you d | own |
| D | Em |
| You may be a | woken |
| A7 | |
| I’ll be ‘round, I’ll be | ’round |
| D | |
| You | tell me that you’ve heard every sound there is |
And your bird can swing
| Em | G | |
| But you can’t hear | me |
| D | |
| You can’t hear | me |
| D | D | Em | G | D | D |
| D | G/D |