Chords for Don McLean - Vincent | Het verhaal achter het nummer | Top 2000: The Untold Stories

[N] _ _ _ [A] _ _ I just _ [G] wrote_
_ _ Starry, starry night _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Paint your [A] palette blue and grey
_ _ _ [Am] _ _
_ _ Look out on a [C] summer's day
_ _ _ With eyes that know the [D] darkness in my [G] soul _ _
_ Shadows on the _ _ hills
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Sketch the [A] trees and the _ _ _ daffodils
_ [Am] _ _ _
Catch [C] the _ [F] breeze and the winter [C]
chills
_ [G] In colors on the [D]
snowy [G] linen _ land
_ _ [Em] _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ It was like that.
It started to come [Ab] out.
Starry, starry night
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] Flaming flowers [B] that brightly [Bb] blaze _ _
_ Swirling [Bbm] clouds in violet [Fm]
haze
_ Reflect [F] in Vincent's eyes [Ab] of china blue
_ _ Colors changing hue _ _ _ _ _ _
Morning [Bb] fields of amber grain _ _
[F] _ _ Weathered faces [Fm] lined in pain
[Ab] Are soothed [Fm] beneath the _ [Ab]
artist's loving hand
Well, I read a book [Dbm] about him, written by [Bbm] his brother Theo.
_ And [F] I thought, gee, what a great idea, you know, to write about_
I always loved Van Gogh.
[Bb] Everybody loves Van Gogh, you know.
Everybody loves Van Gogh.
[Db]
And I thought, what a nice idea to write a song about_
_ _ [F] about a painter, _
_ [E] you know, and tell his story.
[A] _ _
[Eb] I took his _ [Dbm] most famous [F] painting _
[B] and [Db] used the colors and [D] the energy
and the forms and everything
to try to grab hold of what I perceived to be
his [Dbm] _ essence _ [Bb] as a human being.
Because an [E] artist's art is his [Ab] essence.
Now [Bb] I _ understand
_ _ _ [Eb] _ _ What you _ [Ab] tried to say to [Fm] me
And how you suffered for [Bb] your sanity
[Ab] _ And [Eb] how you tried to set them [Fm] free
They would not listen, they did not know [Bb] how
_ _ [Bbm] _ _ [Ab] Perhaps they'll listen now
For they could not [Bbm] love you
_ [Eb] But still your love was [Ab] true
_ _ _ _ [Fm] _
And when [Eb] no hope was left in sight
On [Dbm] that starry, starry night
[Db] You took your life as [Fm] lovers often do
_ But I could have [Bbm] told you, Vincent
[Db] This world was never meant for one as beautiful [G] _
[Ab] as you
What strikes, I think, everybody on this song
is the lyrical way you talk about colors
and the words you use to describe _ [Bb] the_
But that's him, it is him, [A] my music is [B] me.
I don't make [E] music, I am music.
He is his art.
[Ab] _
Starry, starry night
So much of his life is about feeling.
_ _ Portraits hung in [F] empty halls Sensation.
[Bb] _ _ Frameless [Db]
heads on
Pain, pain is a very important _ part of [E] art.
You know, and people are on [Db] drugs today,
they don't have Prozac, they don't feel anything,
so [D] they can't be [Bb] artists.
You gotta suffer.
_ [Fm] _
You gotta suffer [Ebm] and you gotta separate [D] yourself
from the rest of people [Ab] too.
You [Db] can't be a social guy, you know,
[C] going around and being one of [B] the regular guys
because you're [Ab] not regular.
Like the strangers that you've met
In a sense, we're [C] missionaries.
We go out in the world [B] with our music and our ideas. _
[Db] _ _ Artists are missionaries [Cm] in a sense.
They're on a [B] mission to change the world a [Ab] little bit.
Now I [Bbm] think I know
_ _ _ [Eb] _ _ What [Ab] you tried to say to [Fm] me
How you suffered for [Bbm] your sanity _
_ How [Eb] you tried to set [Fm] them free
They would not listen, [Bb] they're not listening still
_ _ _ [Db] _ [B] Perhaps they [Eb] _ [Ab] never _ will _
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