Chords for Carole King - City Streets (Live, 1989)
Tempo:
116.25 bpm
Chords used:
C
F
G
Am
Dm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
I think she's the best there is.
Miss Carol King.
Carol King.
Carol King.
[F] [C]
[D] [G]
[F] [C]
[D] [C] River [F] wind is icing.
[Dm] [C] Shells run [F] through my [Dm] bones.
[C] Tides [G] of life are running out
[Am] between the
[F] cobblestones.
[Dm] [C] The streets [G] are on fire
[Am] with the burning [F] sunlight.
[Dm] And [C] for the [G] water I look in vain
[Am] for love in [F] someone's eyes.
[C]
[G] Sitting streets,
[Am] the stories that they [F] tell.
[C]
[G] Sitting streets,
they can [Am] be heaven,
they can [F] be hell.
[C]
[F] [C] [D]
[G]
[F] [C] [G]
[D] [C] Inter-colored [F] morning,
[C] gray and dirty.
[F] [C] Reflecting [G] the mood I'm in,
[Am] this care is all [F] around.
[Dm] [C] I love [G] a sweet oblivion
[Am] to take me from [F] my pain.
[Dm] Maybe [C] bring me dreams [G] of hope and faith
[Am] so I can break [F] this chain.
[C] Oh, [G] sitting streets,
[Am] the stories that [F] they tell.
[F] [C] Oh, [G] sitting streets,
they [Am] can be heaven,
they [F] can be hell.
[C]
[F] [C] [A]
[C] [G]
[F] [C]
[G] [Am]
[F] [C]
[F] [C]
[F] [C]
[G] Oh, sitting streets,
[Am] the stories that [F] they tell.
[C] Oh,
[G] sitting streets,
they [Am] can be heaven,
they [F] can be hell.
[C]
[G] Sitting streets,
[Am] the stories they [F] have no [C] love.
[G] Sitting streets,
[Am] sitting streets,
sitting [F] streets,
sitting [C] streets.
[G]
[D] [C]
[N]
[N]
Miss Carol King.
Carol King.
Carol King.
[F] [C]
[D] [G]
[F] [C]
[D] [C] River [F] wind is icing.
[Dm] [C] Shells run [F] through my [Dm] bones.
[C] Tides [G] of life are running out
[Am] between the
[F] cobblestones.
[Dm] [C] The streets [G] are on fire
[Am] with the burning [F] sunlight.
[Dm] And [C] for the [G] water I look in vain
[Am] for love in [F] someone's eyes.
[C]
[G] Sitting streets,
[Am] the stories that they [F] tell.
[C]
[G] Sitting streets,
they can [Am] be heaven,
they can [F] be hell.
[C]
[F] [C] [D]
[G]
[F] [C] [G]
[D] [C] Inter-colored [F] morning,
[C] gray and dirty.
[F] [C] Reflecting [G] the mood I'm in,
[Am] this care is all [F] around.
[Dm] [C] I love [G] a sweet oblivion
[Am] to take me from [F] my pain.
[Dm] Maybe [C] bring me dreams [G] of hope and faith
[Am] so I can break [F] this chain.
[C] Oh, [G] sitting streets,
[Am] the stories that [F] they tell.
[F] [C] Oh, [G] sitting streets,
they [Am] can be heaven,
they [F] can be hell.
[C]
[F] [C] [A]
[C] [G]
[F] [C]
[G] [Am]
[F] [C]
[F] [C]
[F] [C]
[G] Oh, sitting streets,
[Am] the stories that [F] they tell.
[C] Oh,
[G] sitting streets,
they [Am] can be heaven,
they [F] can be hell.
[C]
[G] Sitting streets,
[Am] the stories they [F] have no [C] love.
[G] Sitting streets,
[Am] sitting streets,
sitting [F] streets,
sitting [C] streets.
[G]
[D] [C]
[N]
[N]
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I think she's the best there is.
Miss Carol King.
Carol King.
Carol _ King. _ _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
[F] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ River [F] wind is icing.
[Dm] _ _ [C] _ _ Shells run [F] through my [Dm] bones.
_ [C] _ _ Tides [G] of life are running out
[Am] between the _
[F] cobblestones.
[Dm] _ _ [C] _ The streets [G] are on fire
[Am] with the burning [F] sunlight.
[Dm] And [C] _ for the [G] water I look in vain
[Am] for love in [F] someone's eyes.
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[G] Sitting streets,
[Am] the stories that they [F] tell.
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[G] Sitting streets,
they can [Am] be heaven,
they can [F] be _ hell.
[C] _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [C] _ Inter-colored [F] morning,
_ _ [C] _ gray and dirty.
[F] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ Reflecting [G] the mood I'm in,
[Am] this care is all [F] around.
[Dm] _ _ [C] _ I love [G] a sweet oblivion
[Am] to take me from [F] my pain.
[Dm] Maybe [C] bring me dreams [G] of hope and faith
[Am] so I can break [F] this chain.
_ [C] _ _ Oh, [G] sitting streets,
[Am] the stories that [F] they tell.
[F] _ _ [C] _ _ Oh, [G] sitting streets,
they [Am] can be heaven,
they [F] can be hell.
_ [C] _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [G] _
[F] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
[G] Oh, sitting streets,
[Am] the stories that [F] they tell.
_ _ [C] _ Oh, _
[G] sitting streets,
they [Am] can be heaven,
they [F] can be hell.
_ [C] _ _ _ _
[G] Sitting streets,
[Am] the stories they [F] have no _ _ _ [C] _ love. _
[G] Sitting streets,
[Am] sitting streets,
sitting [F] streets,
sitting _ _ [C] _ _ streets.
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
Miss Carol King.
Carol King.
Carol _ King. _ _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
[F] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ River [F] wind is icing.
[Dm] _ _ [C] _ _ Shells run [F] through my [Dm] bones.
_ [C] _ _ Tides [G] of life are running out
[Am] between the _
[F] cobblestones.
[Dm] _ _ [C] _ The streets [G] are on fire
[Am] with the burning [F] sunlight.
[Dm] And [C] _ for the [G] water I look in vain
[Am] for love in [F] someone's eyes.
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[G] Sitting streets,
[Am] the stories that they [F] tell.
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[G] Sitting streets,
they can [Am] be heaven,
they can [F] be _ hell.
[C] _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [C] _ Inter-colored [F] morning,
_ _ [C] _ gray and dirty.
[F] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ Reflecting [G] the mood I'm in,
[Am] this care is all [F] around.
[Dm] _ _ [C] _ I love [G] a sweet oblivion
[Am] to take me from [F] my pain.
[Dm] Maybe [C] bring me dreams [G] of hope and faith
[Am] so I can break [F] this chain.
_ [C] _ _ Oh, [G] sitting streets,
[Am] the stories that [F] they tell.
[F] _ _ [C] _ _ Oh, [G] sitting streets,
they [Am] can be heaven,
they [F] can be hell.
_ [C] _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [G] _
[F] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
[G] Oh, sitting streets,
[Am] the stories that [F] they tell.
_ _ [C] _ Oh, _
[G] sitting streets,
they [Am] can be heaven,
they [F] can be hell.
_ [C] _ _ _ _
[G] Sitting streets,
[Am] the stories they [F] have no _ _ _ [C] _ love. _
[G] Sitting streets,
[Am] sitting streets,
sitting [F] streets,
sitting _ _ [C] _ _ streets.
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _