Written by Don McLean
G Starry, starry night Am Paint your palette blue and gray C Look out on a summer's day D7 G With eyes that know the darkness in my soul G Shadows on the hills Am Sketch the trees and the daffodils C Catch the breeze and the winter chills D7 G In colors on the snowy linen land Am D7 Now I understand G Em7 What you tried to say to me Am D7 And how you suffered for your sanity Em7 And how you tried to set them free A7 Am They would not listen, they did not know how D7 G Perhaps they'll listen now G Starry, starry night Am Flaming flowers that brightly blaze C Swirling clouds in violet haze D7 G Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue Colors changing hue Am Morning fields of amber grain C Weathered faces lined in pain D7 G Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand Am D7 Now I understand G Em7 What you tried to say to me Am D7 And how you suffered for your sanity Em7 And how you tried to set them free A7 Am They would not listen, they did not know how D7 G Perhaps they'll listen now Am D7 For they could not love you G But still your love was true Am And when no hope was left in sight Cm On that starry, starry night G Em7 A7 You took your life, as lovers often do Am But I could've told you Vincent C This world was never meant for D7 G One as beautiful as you G Starry, starry night Am Portraits hung in empty halls C Frame-less heads on nameless walls D7 G With eyes that watch the world and can't forget Like the strangers that you've met Am The ragged men in ragged clothes C The silver thorn of bloody rose D7 G Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow Am D7 Now I think I know G Em7 What you tried to say to me Am D7 And how you suffered for your sanity Em7 And how you tried to set them free A7 Am They would not listen, they're not listening still D7 G Perhaps they never will