G D G C G D
[Verse 1]
G D G C
I’m glad the stars are over me
G Em D
And not beneath my feet
G D Em C
Where we should trample on them
Em D
Like cobbles on the street
[Verse 2]
C D
I think it is a happy thing
G C
That they are set so far
G D G C
It’s best to have to look up high
D G
When you would see a star