Candle in the wind   (capo 4th)

 

    Intr.: G - F - C - G - G7

 

       C                                                            F

1. Goodbye England’s Rose, may you ever      grow in our hearts,

                                            C                                                      F

    you were the grace that placed itself where lives were torn apart.

                                       C                                         F

    You called out to our country, and you whispered     to those in pain,

                                   C                                                      F

    now you belong to heaven and the stars spell out your name

 

           G                                                          C                            - F

And it seems to me you lived your life like a candle in the wind

           C                                                  G

Never fading with the sunset when the rain set in

                  F                                                     Am

And your footsteps will always fall here along England’s greenest hills  -

           C                           G                                 F                  C

Your candle burned out long before   ~ ~   your legend ever will.

 

      C                                                            F

2.  Loveliness we’ve lost, those empty days    without your smile,

                                        C                                         F

    this torch we’ll always carry for a nation’s golden child.

                                      C                 F

    And even though we try, ~ ~ the truth brings us to tears,

                 \                           C                                                               F

    all our words cannot express the joy you brought us through the years.

 

 + CHORUS

 

       C                                                            F

3.  Goodbye England’s Rose, may you ever     grow in our hearts,

                                            C                                                      F

    you were the grace that placed itself where lives were torn apart.

       C                                                                   F

    Goodbye England’s Rose, from a country lost     without your soul,

                               \                           C                                                  F

    who’ll miss the wings of your compassion more than you will ever know

 

+ CHORUS               

 

    (Elton John)