And (E)how can words ex (Emaj7)press the feel of (A)sun light in the (E)morn ing, in the (F#m7)hills
a (B7)way from cit y (E)strife.
I need a (F#m7)coun
try (B7)wom an for my (E)wife.
I’m cit y (F#m7)born,
I but (B7)love the coun try (E)spair.
For Hills of for est (Emaj7)green, where the (A)moun tains touch the (E)sky, a dream come (F#m7)true,
I’ll (B7)live there till I (E)die.
I’m ask ing (F#m7)you
to (B7)say my last good (E)bye.
The love we (F#m7)knew
ain’t (B7)worth an oth er (E)try.
(F#m7)Save me
from all the (B7)trou ble and the (E)pain.
I know I’m (A)weak,
but I (Amaj7)can’t (F#m7)face that girl a (B7)gain.
(F#m7)Tell her
the rea son (B7)why I can’t re (E)main.
Per haps she’ll (A)un (Amaj7)der (F#m7)stand, if you tell it to her (B7)plain.
But (E)if she asks you (Emaj7)why, the you can (A)tell her that I (E)told you that I’m (F#m7)tired
of (B7)cas tles in the (E)air.
I’ve got a (F#m7)dream
I (B7)want the world to (E)share and cas tle (F#m7)walls
I just (B7)lead me to de (E)life.
For I will not be (Emaj7)part of the (A)cock tail gen er (E)a tion.
Part ners (F#m7)waltz,
de (B7)void of all ro (E)mance.
The mu sic (F#m7)plays
and (B7)ev ’ry one must (E)dance.
I’m bow ing (F#m7)out,
I (B7)need a sec ond (E)chance.
(F#m7)Save me
from all the (B7)trou ble and the (E)pain.
I know I’m (A)weak,
but I (Amaj7)can’t (F#m7)face that girl a (B7)gain.
(F#m7)Tell her
the rea son (B7)why I can’t re (E)main.
Per haps she’ll (A)un (Amaj7)der (F#m7)stand, if you tell it to her (B7)plain.
But
And (E)spair.
This page shows “Castles In The Air” by Don McLean in our color-coded kid songbook view — every note is colored by pitch (red C, orange D, yellow E, green F, blue G, purple A, pink B) and the lyrics sit directly under each note, so children can sing along while they play. The song is in the key of E at 120 BPM, a medium-difficulty arrangement — try slowing the tempo down using the BPM control.