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AmSometimes it's hard to say evenG one thing true When all eyes have turned aside TF♯hey used to talk to you And pFeople on the streetE7sus4 seem to diE7sapprove So yAmou keep moGving away F♯ And forgeFt what you wanted to sE7sus4ay E7 FLittle bird, littleE7sus4 bird E7 AmBrush your grGay wings on my hF♯ead Say what youF said, sE7sus4ay it agaE7in They tell Amme I'm crazyG But you F♯told me I'm Fgolden E7sus4 E7 Sometimes it's hard to tell the truth from a lie Nobody knows what's in the hold of your mind We are all buildings and people inside Never know who'll walk through the door Is it someone that you've met before? Little bird, little bird Brush your gray wings on my head Say what you said, say it again They tell me I'm crazy But you told me I'm golden I know what I know A wind in the trees And a road that goes winding under From here I see rain, I hear thunder Somewhere there's sun, and you don't need a reason Sometimes it's hard to find a way to keep on Quiet weekends, holidays, you come undone Open your window and look upon All the kinds of alive you can be Be still, be light, believe me Little bird, little bird Brush your gray wings on my head Say what you said, say it again They tell me I'm crazy But you told me I'm golden I'm goldenStandard guitar tuning:EADGBECapo on 3 fret
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