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Detected chords and strumming
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Slow 4/4 fingerpicked ballad in D; let notes ring, emphasize alternating bass and treble melody, with fuller arpeggiation in contrasting passages.
- Key
- F
- Tempo
- 74 BPM
Built from 2 playable sources, using ultimate-guitar as the structural base. Chord-sequence agreement: 15%.
This is the chord sheet Chordingly uses for playback. Click a chord to hear its playable fingering and pattern.
[Verse 1] Starry, starry night, paint your palette blue and grey | | | | Look out on a summer's day, with eyes that know the darkness in my soul Shadows on the hills, Sketch the trees and daffodils | | | | Catch the breeze and winter chills, in colors on the snowy linen land [Chorus] And now I understand what you tried to say to me, How you suffered for your sanity, how you tried to set them free, They would not listen, they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now [Verse 2] Starry, starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, | | | | Swirling clouds in violet haze reflecting Vincent's eyes of china blue Colors changing hue, Morning fields of amber grain | | | | Weathered faces lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand [Chorus] And now I understand what you tried to say to me, How you suffered for your sanity, how you tried to set them free, They would not listen, they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now [Bridge] | | | | | For they could not love you, but still your love was true And when no hope was left in sight on that starry, starry night, You took your life as lovers often do But I could have told you, Vincent, this world was Never meant for one as beautiful as you [Verse 3] Starry, starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, | | | | Frameless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget Like the strangers that you've met The ragged men in ragged clothes The silver thorn of bloody rose, lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow [Chorus] And now I think I know what you tried to say to me, How you suffered for your sanity, how you tried to set them free, | | | | They would not listen, they're not listening still, perhaps they never will