Songbird Chris de Burgh I heard a voice [G]so[D] p[Em]ure and easy, [Am]A s[D]ongbird singing for me, [G]I [D]ha[Em]d no choice, only to listen, [Am]And[D] s[G]ur[D]render to her world, [G]An[E7]d s[Am]he will fly over the rainbow, [D]Sh[G]e [D]will walk in fields of gold, [G]An[E7]d w[Am]hen[C] she sings from the high walls of Heaven, [G]Wi[D]ll[G] t[Bm]he [Am]ang[D]els cry like me? [G]At[D] f[Em]irst alone, then with hundreds around me, [Am]Enc[D]hanted by her song, [G]Bu[D]t [Em]as the day (azchords.com)