Chords for #1 Dads - Camberwell (About Face LP | 2014)
Tempo:
119.95 bpm
Chords used:
F
Am
Bb
Gm
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Bb]
[Am]
[Gm]
[F]
[Am] [Bb]
[F]
[Am] [Gm]
[Am]
[F] [Bb]
The morning leads me over [Am] to my window, the air [C] feels sharper [Gm] than my skin.
Am I leaning out [F] or the outside [Am] of a long room?
I wonder [F] as I listen [Bb] to the wind blow.
People walk past [F]
a [Am] city that [F] I will [G] never meet.
People in their [F] cars [A] and their cars [F] in the streets,
the streets in the city [Bb] where I sleep.
[Am]
[Gm]
[Am]
[Bb]
Walk down [F] to the supermarket, milk and bread [G] in my basket.
Chocolate on the shelf [A] and my mind [F] on the docket.
I'm a slave to the change [Bb] that's in my pocket.
[Am]
[F] [Gm]
[Am]
[Bb]
[Am]
[F] [Am] [Gm]
[F]
[Bb]
[Dm] Planes drawing lines in the [F] skies, beautiful people [G] fill my eyes.
Drawing lines [F] now [A] to my own [F] conclusions, beauty is desire [Bb] in disguise.
The [Am]
[Gm]
[Am]
[Bb]
morning leads me over [Am] to my window, the air feels sharper [Gm] than my skin.
Am I leaning out [Am] or the outside of a long room?
I wonder as I listen [F] to the wind blow.
[Bb]
[F]
[Am] [F] [Gm]
[Am]
[F] [Bb]
[Am]
[Gm]
[F]
[Am]
[Gm]
[F]
[Am] [Bb]
[F]
[Am] [Gm]
[Am]
[F] [Bb]
The morning leads me over [Am] to my window, the air [C] feels sharper [Gm] than my skin.
Am I leaning out [F] or the outside [Am] of a long room?
I wonder [F] as I listen [Bb] to the wind blow.
People walk past [F]
a [Am] city that [F] I will [G] never meet.
People in their [F] cars [A] and their cars [F] in the streets,
the streets in the city [Bb] where I sleep.
[Am]
[Gm]
[Am]
[Bb]
Walk down [F] to the supermarket, milk and bread [G] in my basket.
Chocolate on the shelf [A] and my mind [F] on the docket.
I'm a slave to the change [Bb] that's in my pocket.
[Am]
[F] [Gm]
[Am]
[Bb]
[Am]
[F] [Am] [Gm]
[F]
[Bb]
[Dm] Planes drawing lines in the [F] skies, beautiful people [G] fill my eyes.
Drawing lines [F] now [A] to my own [F] conclusions, beauty is desire [Bb] in disguise.
The [Am]
[Gm]
[Am]
[Bb]
morning leads me over [Am] to my window, the air feels sharper [Gm] than my skin.
Am I leaning out [Am] or the outside of a long room?
I wonder as I listen [F] to the wind blow.
[Bb]
[F]
[Am] [F] [Gm]
[Am]
[F] [Bb]
[Am]
[Gm]
[F]
Key:
F
Am
Bb
Gm
G
F
Am
Bb
[Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Gm] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _
_ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ The morning leads me over [Am] to my window, _ the air [C] feels sharper [Gm] than my skin.
_ Am I leaning out [F] or the outside [Am] of a long room?
I wonder [F] as I listen [Bb] to the wind blow.
_ People walk past [F]
a _ _ [Am] city that [F] I will [G] never meet.
_ _ People in their [F] cars [A] and their cars [F] in the streets,
the streets in the city [Bb] where I sleep.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Gm] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ Walk down [F] to the supermarket, _ _ milk and bread [G] in my basket.
_ Chocolate on the shelf [A] and my mind [F] on the docket.
I'm a slave to the change [Bb] that's in my pocket.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ [Gm] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
[F] _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ [Gm] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ _ [Dm] Planes drawing lines in the [F] skies, _ beautiful people [G] fill my eyes.
_ Drawing lines [F] now [A] to my own [F] conclusions, beauty is desire [Bb] in disguise.
_ The _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Gm] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ morning leads me over [Am] to my window, _ the air feels sharper [Gm] than my skin.
_ Am I leaning out [Am] or the outside of a long room?
I wonder as I listen [F] to the wind blow. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _
_ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ [Gm] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Gm] _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Gm] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _
_ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ The morning leads me over [Am] to my window, _ the air [C] feels sharper [Gm] than my skin.
_ Am I leaning out [F] or the outside [Am] of a long room?
I wonder [F] as I listen [Bb] to the wind blow.
_ People walk past [F]
a _ _ [Am] city that [F] I will [G] never meet.
_ _ People in their [F] cars [A] and their cars [F] in the streets,
the streets in the city [Bb] where I sleep.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Gm] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ Walk down [F] to the supermarket, _ _ milk and bread [G] in my basket.
_ Chocolate on the shelf [A] and my mind [F] on the docket.
I'm a slave to the change [Bb] that's in my pocket.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ [Gm] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
[F] _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ [Gm] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ _ [Dm] Planes drawing lines in the [F] skies, _ beautiful people [G] fill my eyes.
_ Drawing lines [F] now [A] to my own [F] conclusions, beauty is desire [Bb] in disguise.
_ The _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Gm] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ morning leads me over [Am] to my window, _ the air feels sharper [Gm] than my skin.
_ Am I leaning out [Am] or the outside of a long room?
I wonder as I listen [F] to the wind blow. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _
_ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ [Gm] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Gm] _
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