Jimi Hendrix
A, Ab, Abm, B, Bbm, Db, E, Eb, Ebm, Gb
Now she's walking through the clouds
With a circus mind that's running wild
Butterflies and zebras and moonbeams and fairy tales
All she ever thinks about is riding with the wind
When I'm sad, she comes to me With a thousand smiles and she gives me free
It's alright, it's alright, she says Take anything you want from me, anything
Fly, little wing