Little Bird

D Gm6/Bb
D Gm6/Bb
D Gm6/Bb
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D D D D

[Verse 1]
     D                  D/B
Your heart sings like a kettle
         Gm6/Bb                    D
And your words, they boil away like steam.
      D                        D/B
And a lie burns long while the truth bites quick,
  Gm6/Bb                          D
A heart is built for both it seems.
        D           D/B
You are lonely as a church,
            Gm6/Bb               D
Despite the queuing out your door.
     D          D/B         Gm6/Bb   D
I am empty as a promise, no more.

[Chorus]
A7       G          D
When the time comes,
    A7          G         D
And rights have been read,
  A7            G
I think of you often
        D      A7         G
But for once I meant what I said.

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D Gm6/Bb

[Verse 2]
      D              D/B
I was salted by your hunger,
           Gm6/Bb                     D
Now you've gone and lost your appetite
      D              D/B          Gm6/Bb           D
And a little bird is every bit as handy in a fight.
     D           D/B
I am lonely as a memory
            Gm6/Bb                   D
Despite the gathering round the fire.
D                D/B           Gm6/Bb  D
Aren't you every bird on every wire?

[Chorus]
A7       G          D
When the time comes,
    A7            G       D
And rights have been read,
  A7           G
I think of you often
         D     A7         G
But for once I meant what I said.

[Verse 3]
D       A7   G        D
Here I stay, I lay me down,
     A7         G        D
In a house by the Hill.
    A7           G     D     A7         G
I'm dug from the rubble, and cut from the kill
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Here I stay, I lay me down,
      A7        G      D
In a house by the Hill.

[Otro]
    A7           G     D     A7         G      D
I'm dug from the rubble, and cut from the kill
    A7           G     D     A7         G      D
I'm dug from the rubble, and cut from the kill
    A7           G     D     A7         G      D
I'm dug from the rubble, and cut from the kill