Bird on the Wire
Leonard Cohen / Leonard Cohen: Sogs from a Room (1969)
| A | E | A | D |
Like a | bird on the | wire, like a | drunk in a midnight | choir, |
| A | E | A | Asus4 | A |
I have | tried in my | way to be | free. | | |
| A | E | A | D |
Like a | worm on a | hook, like a | knight from some old-fashioned | book, |
| A | E | A | Asus4 | A |
I have | saved all my | ribbons for | thee. | | |
| D | A |
| If I, if I have been un | kind, |
| Bm | A |
| I hope that you can just let it go | by. |
| D | A |
| If I, if I have been un | true, |
| Bm | E |
| I hope you know it was never to | you. |
| A | E | A | D |
Like a | baby still | born, like a | beast with his | horn, |
| A | E | A | Asus4 | A |
I have | torn every | one who reached out for | me. | | |
| A | E | A | D |
But I | swear by this | song and by | all that I have done | wrong! |
| A | E | A | Asus4 | A |
| I will make it | all up to | thee. | | |
| D | A |
| I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden | crutch. |
| Bm | A |
| He said to me, "You must not ask for so | much." |
| D | A |
| And a pretty woman leaning in her darkened | door, |
| Bm | E |
| She cried to me, "Hey, why not ask for | more?" |
| A | E | A | D |
Like a | bird on the | wire, like a | drunk in a midnight | choir, |
| A | E | D | A |
I have | tried in my | way to be | free | |
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