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REM - Accordi - King Of Birds
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--Key----Delay----Bpm: 72---Guitar--Piano-
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KING OF BIRDS

Original chords by: ?
Corrections from: the-concourse-on-high

{Play the "D" chord like this: xx0235
And play around with it, like descending on that high E string (frets-:5,3,2)
through one line of verse.}

Intro : D


A thumbnail sketch, a jeweler's stone
A mean idea to call my own
Old man don't lay so still you're not yet young
There's time to teach, point to point
Point observation, children carry reservations

Standing on the shoulders of giants leaves me cold, leaves me cold.

A mean idea to call my own, a hundred million birds fly


Singer sing me a given, singer sing me a song
Standing on the shoulders of giants everybody's looking on
(Old don't lay so still you're not yet young)

Standing on the shoulders of giants leaves me cold

A mean idea to call my own, a hundred million birds fly away
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away... awaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyieeeeeee


I am king of all I see, my kingdom for a voice
Old man don't lay so still, you're not yet young
There's time to teach, point to point
Point observation, children carry reservations

Standing on the shoulders of giants, leaves me cold

A mean idea to call my own, a hundred million birds fly away.

Everybody hit the ground. Everybody hit the ground.





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