Chords for AZTEC CAMERA BIRDS
Tempo:
92.7 bpm
Chords used:
F#m
C#
D
A
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[A] [Am]
[A] [C#]
[D] [C#]
[F#m] [E]
[A] [C#]
[A] [C#]
[D] [C#]
[F#m] [E] [B]
[F#m] [A]
Hey baby, baby, bring your love to me.
Repeats the radio relentlessly.
[F#m] All day I dream a dream of feeling sweet.
[F#m] The [Dm]
[A] sweetest sound reflects in satin dye.
Defies description and identifies.
The heart that hungers for the southern skies.
[B] The [F#m] soul's migration.
[Dm] How
[D] [F#m]
[D] sweet [F#m] [C#] to fly, [D] to touch the [C#] sky.
[F#m] To feel in [E] the throes [F#m] like the one who flies [C#] there.
[A] I feel [C#] we flew, [D] we [C#] never knew.
[F#m] What to know [E] is to [G#m] go, [F#m] and your mark resides [A] there.
I take a winter coat and walk the square.
The people gather and the birds they scare.
Concrete and clay conspired to cage me there.
[B] Among the lost [Dm] poets.
[A] Down in the streets I see the trees grow bare.
Broken and battered in the thinning air.
The birds are scattered in my footsteps there.
[B] Among the lost [Dm] [A] joys.
[D] [F#m]
[G#]
[F#m] How sweet [C#] to fly, [D] to [C#] touch the sky.
[F#m]
To [D] [B] feel [E] in the throes [F#m]
like the one who flies [A] there.
[F#m] I feel [C#] we flew, [D] we [C#] never [E] knew.
[F#m] What to know [B] [G#m] is to go, [A] and your mark resides there.
How sweet [D] [C#] to fly, [D] to touch [C#] the sky.
[F#m] To [B] feel [E] in the throes [F#m] like the one who [C#] flies there.
[A] I [D] feel [C#] we flew, [D] we [C#] never knew.
[F#m] What to know [B] [E] is to go, and [A] your mark resides there.
[D] [C#]
[D] [C#m] [D]
[F#m] [E] [A]
[A] [C#]
[D] [C#]
[F#m] [E]
[A] [C#]
[A] [C#]
[D] [C#]
[F#m] [E] [B]
[F#m] [A]
Hey baby, baby, bring your love to me.
Repeats the radio relentlessly.
[F#m] All day I dream a dream of feeling sweet.
[F#m] The [Dm]
[A] sweetest sound reflects in satin dye.
Defies description and identifies.
The heart that hungers for the southern skies.
[B] The [F#m] soul's migration.
[Dm] How
[D] [F#m]
[D] sweet [F#m] [C#] to fly, [D] to touch the [C#] sky.
[F#m] To feel in [E] the throes [F#m] like the one who flies [C#] there.
[A] I feel [C#] we flew, [D] we [C#] never knew.
[F#m] What to know [E] is to [G#m] go, [F#m] and your mark resides [A] there.
I take a winter coat and walk the square.
The people gather and the birds they scare.
Concrete and clay conspired to cage me there.
[B] Among the lost [Dm] poets.
[A] Down in the streets I see the trees grow bare.
Broken and battered in the thinning air.
The birds are scattered in my footsteps there.
[B] Among the lost [Dm] [A] joys.
[D] [F#m]
[G#]
[F#m] How sweet [C#] to fly, [D] to [C#] touch the sky.
[F#m]
To [D] [B] feel [E] in the throes [F#m]
like the one who flies [A] there.
[F#m] I feel [C#] we flew, [D] we [C#] never [E] knew.
[F#m] What to know [B] [G#m] is to go, [A] and your mark resides there.
How sweet [D] [C#] to fly, [D] to touch [C#] the sky.
[F#m] To [B] feel [E] in the throes [F#m] like the one who [C#] flies there.
[A] I [D] feel [C#] we flew, [D] we [C#] never knew.
[F#m] What to know [B] [E] is to go, and [A] your mark resides there.
[D] [C#]
[D] [C#m] [D]
[F#m] [E] [A]
Key:
F#m
C#
D
A
E
F#m
C#
D
[A] _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ [B] _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ Hey baby, baby, bring your love to me.
Repeats the radio _ relentlessly.
[F#m] All day I dream a dream of feeling sweet.
[F#m] The _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _
[A] sweetest sound reflects in satin dye.
_ Defies description and _ identifies.
_ The heart that hungers for the southern skies.
[B] The [F#m] soul's migration.
[Dm] _ How _
[D] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _
_ [D] sweet [F#m] [C#] to fly, [D] to _ _ touch the [C#] sky.
[F#m] To _ feel in [E] the throes [F#m] like the one who flies [C#] there. _
[A] I feel [C#] we flew, _ [D] we _ _ [C#] never knew.
[F#m] What to know [E] is to [G#m] go, [F#m] and your mark resides [A] there. _ _
_ I take a winter coat and walk the square.
The people gather and the birds they scare.
_ Concrete and clay conspired to cage me there.
[B] Among the lost [Dm] poets. _ _ _
[A] _ Down in the streets I see the trees grow bare.
_ Broken and battered in the thinning air.
The birds are scattered in my footsteps there.
[B] Among the lost [Dm] _ _ [A] joys.
[D] _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G#] _ _
[F#m] How sweet _ [C#] to fly, _ [D] to _ _ [C#] touch the sky.
_ [F#m]
To _ [D] [B] feel [E] in the throes [F#m]
like the one who flies [A] there. _ _ _
[F#m] _ I feel [C#] we flew, _ [D] we _ _ [C#] never [E] knew.
[F#m] What to know [B] [G#m] is to go, [A] and your mark resides there.
How sweet [D] _ [C#] to fly, [D] to _ touch [C#] the sky. _
[F#m] To _ [B] feel [E] in the throes [F#m] like the one who [C#] flies there. _ _
[A] I [D] feel [C#] we flew, _ [D] we _ _ [C#] never knew. _
[F#m] What to know _ [B] [E] is to go, and [A] your mark resides there. _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ [D] _
_ [F#m] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ [B] _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ Hey baby, baby, bring your love to me.
Repeats the radio _ relentlessly.
[F#m] All day I dream a dream of feeling sweet.
[F#m] The _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _
[A] sweetest sound reflects in satin dye.
_ Defies description and _ identifies.
_ The heart that hungers for the southern skies.
[B] The [F#m] soul's migration.
[Dm] _ How _
[D] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _
_ [D] sweet [F#m] [C#] to fly, [D] to _ _ touch the [C#] sky.
[F#m] To _ feel in [E] the throes [F#m] like the one who flies [C#] there. _
[A] I feel [C#] we flew, _ [D] we _ _ [C#] never knew.
[F#m] What to know [E] is to [G#m] go, [F#m] and your mark resides [A] there. _ _
_ I take a winter coat and walk the square.
The people gather and the birds they scare.
_ Concrete and clay conspired to cage me there.
[B] Among the lost [Dm] poets. _ _ _
[A] _ Down in the streets I see the trees grow bare.
_ Broken and battered in the thinning air.
The birds are scattered in my footsteps there.
[B] Among the lost [Dm] _ _ [A] joys.
[D] _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G#] _ _
[F#m] How sweet _ [C#] to fly, _ [D] to _ _ [C#] touch the sky.
_ [F#m]
To _ [D] [B] feel [E] in the throes [F#m]
like the one who flies [A] there. _ _ _
[F#m] _ I feel [C#] we flew, _ [D] we _ _ [C#] never [E] knew.
[F#m] What to know [B] [G#m] is to go, [A] and your mark resides there.
How sweet [D] _ [C#] to fly, [D] to _ touch [C#] the sky. _
[F#m] To _ [B] feel [E] in the throes [F#m] like the one who [C#] flies there. _ _
[A] I [D] feel [C#] we flew, _ [D] we _ _ [C#] never knew. _
[F#m] What to know _ [B] [E] is to go, and [A] your mark resides there. _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ [D] _
_ [F#m] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _