| Gmaj7 | Dmaj7 | |
| Like some | night bird, homeward | wingin' |
| Gmaj7 | Dmaj7 | |
| He s | eeks the sheltered ne | st |
| Gmaj7 | Dmaj7 | |
| Like the | sailor's lost horizo | n |
| Gmaj7 | Dmaj7 | |
| He n | eeds some place to r | est |
| A/B | |
| Th | e songs that he's been singin' |
| G/A | |
| No | longer make much sense |
| G6 | F#m | |
| An | d those strangers' cold p | erceptions |
| Em | A11 | |
| They'v | e killed his c | onfidence |
| Dmaj7 | |
| Nighti | ngale |
| Gmaj7 | |
| She sails away upon | a sea of song |
| Dmaj7 | |
| Nighti | ngale |
| Gmaj7 | |
| She serenades his lonely, lo | nely life along |
| Em | Bm | |
| When his t | ired voice is br | oken |
| Em | Bm | |
| His golde | n hope is gon | e |
| Em | Bm | |
| She makes a | lost soul's simple longi | ng |
| A11 | |
| Somehow | not so wrong |
| Dmaj7 | Gmaj7 | |
| Night | ingale |
| Dmaj7 | Gmaj7 | |
| Night | ingale |
| Gmaj7 | Dmaj7 | |
| He was | strong, but he was t | aken |
| Gmaj7 | Dmaj7 | |
| By the | thought of his succ | ess |
| Gmaj7 | Dmaj7 | |
| Those | spotlight shadows, how they | lured him |
| Gmaj7 | Dmaj7 | |
| And to | ok him like all the | rest |
| A/B | |
| But t | hat old dream don't look good now |
| G/A | |
| No, | it don't seem quite the same |
| G6 | F#m | |
| He nee | ds to hear a t | ender word |
| Em | A11 | |
| Won't you | sing him ho | me again |
| Dmaj7 | |
| Night | ingale |
| Gmaj7 | |
| She sails away upon a se | a of song |
| Dmaj7 | |
| Night | ingale |
| Gmaj7 | |
| She serenades his lonely, l | onely life along |
| Em | Bm | |
| When his s | trength is slowly | goin' |
| Em | Bm | |
| His pri | de is all but g | one |
| Em | Bm | |
| She mak | es a foolish dr | eamer listen |
| A11 | |
| To | one last song |
| Dmaj7 | Gmaj7 | |
| Nigh | tingale |
| Dmaj7 | Gmaj7 | |
| Nigh | tingale |