Byrds - Chimes of freedom

^FFar between sundown s ^Ffinish and ^Fmidnight s broken ^Ftoll We ^Fducked inside the ^Fdoorway, ^Gthunder ^Fcrashin^Fg ^{F F}As majestic bells of ^Fbolts, struck ^Fshadows in the ^Fsounds ^FSeeming to be the ^Fchimes of ^Gfreedom ^Fflashing^{F F}

^GFlashing for the ^G7warriors, whose ^Fstrength is not to ^Ffight ^FFlashing for the ^Frefugees on the ^Dmunarmed road of ^Gflight And for ^Feach and every ^Funderdog, ^Fsoldier in the ^Fnight And we ^Fgazed upon the ^Fchimes of ^Gfreedom ^Fflashin^Fg ^F

^FEven though a cloud s white ^Fcurtain in a ^Ffar off corner ^Fflashed And the ^Fhypnotic splattered ^Fmist was ^Gslowly ^Flifting^{F F F}Electric lights still ^Fstruck like arrows, ^Ffired but for the ^Fones ^FCondemned to drift or ^Felse be ^Gkept from ^Fdrifting^{F F}

^GTolling for the ^G7searching ones, on their ^Fspeechless seeking ^Ftrail, For the ^Flonesome hearted ^Flovers, with too ^Dmpersonal a ^Gtale And for ^Feach unharmful ^Fgentle soul mis^Fplaced inside a ^Fjail And we ^Fgazed upon the ^Fchimes of ^Gfreedom ^Fflashing^{F F}

^FStarry eyed and ^Flaughing, as I re^Fcall when we were ^Fcaught ^FTrapped by no track of ^Fhours for they ^Ghanged sus^Fpended^{F F F}And we listened one last ^Ftime, and we ^Fwatched with one last ^Flook ^FSpellbound and swallowed ^Ftill the ^Gtolling ^Fended^{F F}

^GTolling for the ^G7aching ones whose ^Fwounds cannot be ^Fnursed For the ^Fcountless confused, ac^Fcused, misused, ^Dmsrung-out ones and ^Gworse And for ^Fevery hung-up ^Fperson in the ^Fwhole wide uni^Fverse And we ^Fgazed upon the ^Fchimes of ^Gfreedom ^Fflashing^{F F}

^FDi di di ^Fdi di di ^Gdi ^Fdi di di ^Gdi di ^Fdum ^{F F}