Chords for Caged Bird - Maya Angelou
Tempo:
116 bpm
Chords used:
E
Am
C
F
Dm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[A]
A figure [C] leaps from the back of the wind, [Dm] and floats [Ab] downstream to all the current [C] ends,
and if his wings end [Am] the orange, some [G] rays and airs that [F] claim the [E]
sky.
[Am] But a bird that's stopped down this narrow [E] cage can seldom [Ab] see [Am] through these bars of [D] rage.
His [E] wings are clipped [Am] and his feet are [E] tied.
[Bm] So he opens up his throat [E] to sing.
[Dm] The caged [Em] bird sings [F] with a thirtle [Am] trill of [C] things unknown, [D] [G] but [D] longed for still.
[Dm] And his tune is heard on [E] the distant hill, for [F] the caged [Gm] bird [C] sings [B] of freedom.
[E]
[Am] The free bird [C] thinks of another breeze, [Dm] and the trade winds soft through [Ab] the scythe [D] trees,
[C] and the fat worms waiting on a [Em] dawn [Am] bright lawn, and he [G] names the sky his [F] own.
[E] The caged bird [Am] stands on a grave of dreams.
[E] His shadow [Ab] shouts [Am] on a nightmare scream.
[Ab] His wings are [E] clipped and his [Am] feet are tied.
[E] So he opens up [Bm] his throat to [E] sing.
[Dm] The caged bird [E] sings [F] with a thirtle trill [Am] of things [C] unknown, but longed [D] for still.
[F] And his tune is heard [E] on the distant hill, [F] for [G] the caged [C] [E] bird sings of [Dm] freedom.
[G] [Am] [Bm] [Em] [Am]
A figure [C] leaps from the back of the wind, [Dm] and floats [Ab] downstream to all the current [C] ends,
and if his wings end [Am] the orange, some [G] rays and airs that [F] claim the [E]
sky.
[Am] But a bird that's stopped down this narrow [E] cage can seldom [Ab] see [Am] through these bars of [D] rage.
His [E] wings are clipped [Am] and his feet are [E] tied.
[Bm] So he opens up his throat [E] to sing.
[Dm] The caged [Em] bird sings [F] with a thirtle [Am] trill of [C] things unknown, [D] [G] but [D] longed for still.
[Dm] And his tune is heard on [E] the distant hill, for [F] the caged [Gm] bird [C] sings [B] of freedom.
[E]
[Am] The free bird [C] thinks of another breeze, [Dm] and the trade winds soft through [Ab] the scythe [D] trees,
[C] and the fat worms waiting on a [Em] dawn [Am] bright lawn, and he [G] names the sky his [F] own.
[E] The caged bird [Am] stands on a grave of dreams.
[E] His shadow [Ab] shouts [Am] on a nightmare scream.
[Ab] His wings are [E] clipped and his [Am] feet are tied.
[E] So he opens up [Bm] his throat to [E] sing.
[Dm] The caged bird [E] sings [F] with a thirtle trill [Am] of things [C] unknown, but longed [D] for still.
[F] And his tune is heard [E] on the distant hill, [F] for [G] the caged [C] [E] bird sings of [Dm] freedom.
[G] [Am] [Bm] [Em] [Am]
Key:
E
Am
C
F
Dm
E
Am
C
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ A figure [C] leaps from the back of the wind, [Dm] and floats [Ab] downstream to all the current [C] ends,
and if his wings end [Am] the orange, some [G] rays and airs that [F] claim the [E]
sky.
[Am] But a bird that's stopped down this narrow [E] cage can seldom [Ab] see [Am] through these bars of [D] rage.
His [E] wings are clipped [Am] and his feet are [E] tied.
[Bm] So he opens up his throat [E] to sing.
[Dm] The caged [Em] bird sings [F] with a thirtle [Am] trill of [C] things unknown, [D] [G] but [D] longed for still.
[Dm] And his tune is heard on [E] the distant hill, for [F] the caged [Gm] bird [C] sings [B] of freedom.
[E] _ _
[Am] _ The free bird [C] thinks of another breeze, [Dm] and the trade winds soft through [Ab] the scythe [D] trees,
[C] and the fat worms waiting on a [Em] dawn [Am] bright lawn, _ and he [G] names the sky his [F] own.
_ [E] The caged bird [Am] stands on a grave of dreams.
[E] His shadow [Ab] shouts [Am] on a nightmare scream.
[Ab] His wings are [E] clipped and his [Am] feet are tied.
_ [E] So he opens up [Bm] his throat to [E] sing.
_ [Dm] The caged bird [E] sings [F] with a thirtle trill [Am] of things [C] unknown, but longed [D] for still.
[F] And his tune is heard [E] on the distant hill, _ [F] for [G] the caged [C] [E] bird sings of [Dm] freedom.
_ [G] _ [Am] _ [Bm] _ [Em] _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _
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_ _ _ A figure [C] leaps from the back of the wind, [Dm] and floats [Ab] downstream to all the current [C] ends,
and if his wings end [Am] the orange, some [G] rays and airs that [F] claim the [E]
sky.
[Am] But a bird that's stopped down this narrow [E] cage can seldom [Ab] see [Am] through these bars of [D] rage.
His [E] wings are clipped [Am] and his feet are [E] tied.
[Bm] So he opens up his throat [E] to sing.
[Dm] The caged [Em] bird sings [F] with a thirtle [Am] trill of [C] things unknown, [D] [G] but [D] longed for still.
[Dm] And his tune is heard on [E] the distant hill, for [F] the caged [Gm] bird [C] sings [B] of freedom.
[E] _ _
[Am] _ The free bird [C] thinks of another breeze, [Dm] and the trade winds soft through [Ab] the scythe [D] trees,
[C] and the fat worms waiting on a [Em] dawn [Am] bright lawn, _ and he [G] names the sky his [F] own.
_ [E] The caged bird [Am] stands on a grave of dreams.
[E] His shadow [Ab] shouts [Am] on a nightmare scream.
[Ab] His wings are [E] clipped and his [Am] feet are tied.
_ [E] So he opens up [Bm] his throat to [E] sing.
_ [Dm] The caged bird [E] sings [F] with a thirtle trill [Am] of things [C] unknown, but longed [D] for still.
[F] And his tune is heard [E] on the distant hill, _ [F] for [G] the caged [C] [E] bird sings of [Dm] freedom.
_ [G] _ [Am] _ [Bm] _ [Em] _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _
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