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Quick AI estimate · chord sheet Fingerpicked · 4/4 · about 74 BPM

Slow 4/4 fingerpicked ballad in D; let notes ring, emphasize alternating bass and treble melody, with fuller arpeggiation in contrasting passages.

intro / main riff: strings 4-3-2-1-2-3-4-3 verse accompaniment: strings 5-3-2-1-2-3-4-3 ornamental / bridge passage: strings 5-3-2-1-2-3-4-3
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Key
C
Tempo
74 BPM

Built from 2 playable sources, using ultimate-guitar as the structural base. Chord-sequence agreement: 15%.

Pick 4 - 3 - 2 - 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 3 · Applies to: Intro / Main Riff Pick 5 - 3 - 2 - 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 3 · Applies to: Verse Accompaniment Pick 5 - 3 - 2 - 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 3 · Applies to: Ornamental / Bridge Passage

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[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