WASN'T BORN TO FOLLOW
The Byrds (Goffin/King)
Oh I'd [G] rather go and [C] journey
Where the [G] diamond crests are [C] flowing and
[G] Run across the [C] valley
Be-[G]-neath the sacred [C] mountains
And [D] Wander thru the forest
Where the [C] trees have leaves of prisms
And break the light in colours
That [D] no-one knows the [G] names of [C][G][C]
[G] And when it's time I'll [C] go and wait
Be-[G]-side a legen-[C]-dary fountain
[G] Till I see your [C] form reflected
[G] In its clear and [C] jeweled water
And [D] if you think I'm ready
You may [C] lead me to the castles
Where the rivers of our vision
Flow [D] into one an-[G]-other [C][G][C][D]
[G] I will want to [C] die beneath
The [G] white cascading [C] waters
She may [G] beg she may [C] plead
She may [G] argue with her [C] logic
And [D] then she'll know the things I lose
That [C] really have no value
In the end she will surely know
I [D] wasn't born to [G] follow