Chords for Bjørn Afzelius - Född fri

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[Gm] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [C] _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
[Gm] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [C] _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
I found the bird [C] by the well in the yard, [A] a roaring spring [Dm] evening. _ _
It lay there on the ground [C] with unbreakable wings and [A] with eyes bright [Dm] with fear. _ _
[F] I gently wrapped my hands [C] _ around the body [Gm] and carried it into [Dm] my house. _
[F] It ate and drank [C] and slept all night [A] in front of the fire until the fire [Dm] burned out. _
_ _ _ _ In the crying I woke [C] up to the fact that the bird had [A] taken hold [Dm] of my chest.
_ There it sat and sang [C] the most joyful tones [A] with its pure and clear [Dm] voice.
_ _ [F] And the tones filled [C] my deathly house to the [Gm] most desolate angles [Dm] and ruins.
The [F] song made me happy [C] and my mind became bright, [A] so I knew that now [Dm] was the time.
_ [F] _ _ [Gm] _ [C] _
[Bb] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [C] _ _ [Dm] _ _
_ _ I bought my bird [C] with a golden bowl [A] and put it in the middle of [Dm] my table.
_ It was with me when I wrote, [C] it was with me when I ate [A] and it was also with me [Dm] when I slept.
_ [F] I talked to the bird, [C] I played for the bird and it [Gm] became like a [Dm] dear old friend.
_ [F] And in my [C] moments of sorrow and despair it [A] gave me [Dm] joy. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ We traveled together [C] to remote places [A] and experienced other [Dm] cultures.
_ _ And when we left, [C] I was the bird in the hand in [A] its golden [Am] closed [Dm] door.
_ _ [F] We went to museums, [C] we went to concerts and [Gm] we saw the famous [Dm] monument.
_ _ [F] We ate at the finest [C] _ restaurants and [A] we slept in the best [Dm] hotels.
_ [F] _ _ [Gm] _
[C] _ [Bb] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [Am] _ _ [Dm] _
_ _ And the month came [C] and the month went [A] and soon it was [Am] summer [Dm] turned to autumn.
_ _ And the bird became quieter [C]
every day until [A] it finally lost [Dm] its voice.
_ [F] It sat in its cage [C] and looked out through the window [Gm] at the sky that was pale [Dm] and gray.
_ [F] And only in October [C]
I understood for the last time [A] that it sat there and looked [Dm] at it.
_ _ _ _ Towards the skies you saw [C] them fly on their way _ [A]
to their real [Dm] home.
_ They traveled by instinct, [C] they followed the laws [A] that nature so wisely has [Dm] determined.
_ _ [F] I looked at my bird [C] that sat there in the cage, [Gm] so frightened and [C] sad [Dm] and quiet.
_ [F] So I opened the window and [C] I opened the cage and [A] I saw how my bird [Dm] flew [F] out.
_ _ [Gm] _
[C] _ [Bb] _ [C] _ [Dm] _ _ [C] _ _ [Dm] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ It's going towards spring, soon [C] the trees will fall down, now [A] the darkness and the cold are [Dm] gone.
_ I walk around in my garden [C] and look down at the sky because [A] I know that soon they will [Dm] come here.
[F] And I think that one of [C] them will make [Gm] an extra turn over [Dm] Midhem.
_ If [F] so, let him show [C] his appreciation for [A] being able to live in freedom [Dm] again.
[F] Yes, I think that one of [C] them will make [Gm] an extra turn over [Dm] Midhem.
_ [F] If so, let him show [C] his appreciation for [A] being able to live in [Dm] freedom again.
[F] _ _ _ [Gm] _ [Bb] _ _ _ [Dm] _ [Am] _ _ _ [Dm] _
_ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ [Gm] _
[C] _ [Bb] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [C] _ _ [Dm] _
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