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High Flyin' Bird - Neil Young - Americana
Intro
Am F#m x4
Am F#m Am F#m
There's a high flyin' bird, way up in the sky
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And I wonder does she look down, as she flies on by?
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Just floating so free and easy, in the sky
Am F#m
Oh, look at me here
Am F#m
I'm just rooted like a tree here
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I got them sit-down can't cry
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Oh Lord, I'm gonna die blues, gonna die blues
Well the sun comes along and she lights up the day
And then when she gets tired, she just flies along on her way
From the east to the west, she goes down every day
Lord, look at me here
I'm just rooted like a tree here
I got them sit-down can't cry
Oh Lord, I'm gonna die blues, Lord I'm gonna die blues
SOLO
Well I once knew a man
He worked in a mine
Well he never saw the sun
But then he never stopped trying
And then one day, that old man, he up and he died
Yeah, he up and he died
He up and he died
Well he wanted to fly, and the only way to fly was to die
Lord, I'm gonna die blues
Lord, I'm gonna die
Lord, I'm gonna die
Short SOLO
There's a high flyin' bird, way up in the sky
I wonder if she looked down as she flies on by?
Just gliding, so free and easy, in the sky
Look at me here
I'm just rooted like a tree here
I got that sit-down, can't cry
Oh, Lord, I'm gonna die blues
Lord, I'm gonna die blues
I know I'm gonna die
I'm gonna die blues........
Corrections to gonzsilva@bigpond.com
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