Shooting Star
Harry ChapinVersion1
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Chords in this song
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He was crazy, of course
>From the first she must have known it
But still she went on with him
And she never once had shown it
And she took him off the street
And she dried his tears of grieving
She listened to his visions
She be lieved in his be lieving
He was the sun burning bright and brittle
And she was the moon shining back his light a little
He was a shooting star
She was softer and more slowly
He could not make things possible
But she could make them holy, Holy
He was dancing to some music
No one else had ever heard
He'd speak in unknown languages
And she would translate every word
And when the world was laughing
At his castles in the sky
She'd hold him in her body
Until he once again could fly
He was the sun burning bright and brittle
And she was the moon shining back his light a little
He was a shooting star
She was softer and more slowly
He could not make things possible
But she could make them holy, Holy
She gave him a daughter and she gave him a son
She was a mother and a wife
And a lover when the day was done
He was to far gone for giving love
What he offered in its stead
Was the knowledge she was the only thing
That was not in his head -
He took off east one morning
Towards the rising sun's red glow
She knew he was going nowhere
But of course she let him go
And as she stood and watched him dwindle
Much too empty to be sad
He reappeared be side her
Saying "You're all I've ever had"
He was the sun burning bright and brittle
And she was the moon shining back his light a little
He was a shooting star
She was softer and more slowly
He could not make things possible
But she could make them holy, Holy
Ken Reynolds
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Readable chord sheet for Shooting Star by Harry Chapin
[Em] He was crazy, of course >From the [C] first she must have known it But [D] still she went on [Bm] with him And she [G] never once had [Em] shown it And she took him off the street And she [C] dried his tears of grieving She [D] listened to his [Bm] visions She be [G] lieved in his be [Em] lieving [C] He was the sun burning bright and brittle And [D] she was the moon shining back his light a little [C] He was a shooting star [Bm] She was softer and more slowly He [A] could not make things possible But [C] she could make them holy, Holy [Em] [Em] He was dancing to some music No one [C] else had ever heard He'd [D] speak in unknown [Bm] languages And she would [G] translate every [Em] word And when the world was laughing At his [C] castles in the sky She'd [D] hold him in her [Bm] body Until he [G] once again could [Em] fly [C] He was the sun burning bright and brittle And [D] she was the moon shining back his light a little [C] He was a shooting star [Bm] She was softer and more slowly He [A] could not make things possible But [C] she could make them holy, Holy [Em] She [G] gave him a daughter and she [D] gave him a son She was a [Bm] mother and a wife And a [Em] lover when the day was done He was to [G] far gone for giving love What he [D] offered in its stead Was the [Bm] knowledge she was the only thing That [Em] was not in his [G] head [D] - [Em] [Em] He took off east one morning Towards the [C] rising sun's red glow She [D] knew he was going [Bm] nowhere But of [G] course she let him [Em] go And as she stood and watched him dwindle Much too [C] empty to be sad He [D] reappeared be [Bm] side her Saying "You're [G] all I've ever [Em] had" [C] He was the sun burning bright and brittle And [D] she was the moon shining back his light a little [C] He was a shooting star [Bm] She was softer and more slowly He [A] could not make things possible But [C] she could make them holy, Holy [Em] Ken Reynolds