Hợp âm - tab: The Littlest Birds - cảm âm - lời bài hát

Well, I feel lik[B2]e an old hobo - I'm sad, lonesome and blue[(B2)]

I was [B2]fair as a [E]summer's day n[B2]ow the summer da[F#]ys are through
You [B2]pass through [E]places and [B2]places pass [F#]through you
But you [B2]carry them [E]with you on the [B2]soles of your t[F#]ravelling shoes

B2 E B2 F# (x2)

Well, I [B2]love you so [E]dearly I [B2]love you so [F#]clearly
I wake you [B2]up in the [E]morning [B2]so early [F#]just to tell you
I got [B2]the wandering [E]blues, I got [B2]the wandering[F#] blues
And I'm [B2]going to [E]quit these r[B2]ambling ways [F#]one of these days soon

And I sing

The [B2]littlest [E]birds sing the [B2]prettiest [F#]songs
The [B2]littlest [E]birds sing the [B2]prettiest [F#]songs
The [B2]littlest [E]birds sing the [B2]prettiest [F#]songs
And the [B2]littlest [E]birds sing the [B2]prettiest [F#]songs

Well, it's t[B2]imes like [E]these I [B2]feel so [F#]small
And wild [B2]like the [E]rambling [B2]footsteps of a wandering c[F#]hild
And I'm [B2]lonesome as a [E]lonesome [B2]whippoor[F#]will
Singing [B2]these blues [E]with a w[B2]arble and a [F#]trill
But I'm [B2]not too [E]blue to fly - no, I'm [B2]not too [F#]blue to fly

Cause the [B2]littlest [E]birds sing the [B2]prettiest [F#]songs
The [B2]littlest [E]birds sing the [B2]prettiest [F#]songs
The [B2]littlest [E]birds sing the [B2]prettiest [F#]songs
And the [B2]littlest [E]birds sing the [B2]prettiest [F#]songs

Well, I [B2]love you so [E]dearly I [B2]love you so [F#]clearly
I wake you [B2]up in the [E]morning [B2]so early [F#]just to tell you
I got [B2]the wandering [E]blues, I got [B2]the wandering[F#] blues
And I [B2]don't want to [E]leave you, I [B2]love you through and [F#]through

Well, I [B2]left my [E]baby on a [B2]pretty blue [F#]train
And I [B2]sang my [E]songs to the [B2]cold and the [F#]rain
And I [B2]had the wandering [E]blues, and I [B2]sang those wandering b[F#]lues
And I'm [B2]gonna quit [E]these rambling [B2]ways one of these d[F#]ays soon

And I sing

The [B2]littlest [E]birds sing the [B2]prettiest [F#]songs
The [B2]littlest [E]birds sing the [B2]prettiest [F#]songs
The [B2]littlest [E]birds sing the [B2]prettiest [F#]songs
The [B2]littlest [E]birds sing the [B2]prettiest [F#]songs
The [B2]littlest [E]birds sing the [B2]prettiest [F#]songs
And the [B2]littlest [E]birds sing the [B2]prettiest [F#]songs

Well,[B2] I don't c[E]are if the [B2]sun don't [F#]shine
And [B2]I don't [E]care if [B2]nothing is[F#] mine
And [B2]I don't [E]care if [B2]I'm nervous with [F#]you
I'll [B2]do my l[E]oving in [B2]the winter[F#]time...