Chords for The Byrds - 11 - Chimes Of Freedom (by EarpJohn)

[F#] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ [C#] _ _ _
[F#] _ [B] _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
Far between _ [B] sundown's finish [F#] and _ midnight's broken [B] tunnel,
_ _ [F#]
We ducked inside the [B] doorway, [C#] thunder _
[F#] crashing.
[B] _ [F#] _ _ _ Those majestic bells [B] of gold _ [F#] struck shadows in the [B] sound,
_ _ [F#]
Seeming to be [B] the child [C#] of freedom [F#]
clashing.
[B] _ _ [D#m] _ _ _ _ [C#]
Clashing for the warriors, _ [F#] whose strength [G#m] is not [F#] defiant,
_ _ [B]
Clashing for the _ refugees, [G#m] on the unarmed road [C#] of flight,
_ [F#] And for each and every [B] _ underdog, [F#] and soldier [C#] in the [B] night,
[F#] And we gazed upon the [B] child [C#] of freedom [F#]
[B] clashing.
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ Even though a [B] cloud's wide curtain [F#] in a far off corner [B] _ flashed,
[F#] And the hypnotic splattered [B] mist was [C#] slowly [F#] lifting,
[B] _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ The electric light still [B] struck like arrows, [F#]
fired but for the [B] ones
_ _ _ [F#]
Condemned to drip, [B] or else be [C#] kept [F#] from [B] dripping.
_ [D#m] _ _ _ [D] _ [C#]
Tolling for the searching ones, [F#] on their [G#m] speechless seeking [F#] trail,
_ [B] Tolling on some hearted lovers, with few person [G#m] or [C#] their tale,
And [F#] for each [B] unharmful gentle soul, _ [F#]
misplaced inside a [B] jail,
And [F#] we gazed upon the [B] child [C#] of freedom [B] _
_ clashing.
[F#] _ _ _ [B] _ _
_ _ _ [D#m] _ _ _ _ [C#] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _
_ _ _ [D#m] _ _ [C#] _ _ [F#] _
_ [B] _ _ [F#] _ Stubby _ _ _ eyed [B] and laughing, as [F#] I recall when we [B] were caught,
_ [F#] Can't find no track of [B] ours, for [C#] they hang [F#]
suspended.
[B] _ _ [F#] _ _ _ [C#] [D#m] As we listened one [B] last time, _ [F#] and we watched with one [B] last look,
_ _ [F#]
They're found and swallowed, [Bm] till [C#] the tolling [F#] _
[B] ended.
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ [C#] _
Tolling for the aching ones, [F#] whose wounds [G#m] cannot [F#] be nursed,
[B] For the countless confused that give [D#m] misuse, strung out [C#] worms and words,
_ [F#] And for every hung [B] up person, _ [F#] in the whole wide _ [B] universe,
_ [F#] And we gazed upon the [B] child of [C#] freedom [B] clashing.
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ [B] _
_ _ _ [D#m] _ _ _ _ _
[C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _
_ _ _ [D#m] _ _ [G#] [C#] www.mooji.mo _ [F#] _ [E].org _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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