Chords for Doe Maar - sinds een dag of 2 (songtekst)
Tempo:
114.3 bpm
Chords used:
A
D
G
F
F#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F]
[A]
Since a day or two, butterflies in my head.
Since a day or two, pleasantly [F#m] enraptured.
Almost forgot [D] how it feels [A] to be in love.
I look around, through pink glasses.
Far too long alone, I stood a little quiet.
[F#m] How could I know?
My world [A]
was so small.
[F] It's a little [G#] strange, [C] 32 [F#]
years.
[F] Trembling on my legs.
[G] Ah, she's gone.
[A]
[D] She's [A] mine.
[D]
[A] She's mine.
[D]
[A] She's mine.
[D] [F#]
[G#] [A]
Men at the flea market, waiting in a line.
I don't care, because she looks at [F#m] me.
Love, oh love, where have [E] you been [A] all this time?
Everything she says, I swallow sweetly.
And a sharp look is also a joy every day.
[F#] It [C#] can't hurt [G] me as long as [A] she fights with me.
It's a little [G#] [C] strange, [F#] 32 years.
[F] Trembling on my legs.
[Gm] Ah, she's [G] gone.
[A] [D] She's [A] mine.
[E] [D]
She's [A] mine.
[D]
[A] She's mine.
[D] [F#]
[G#] [A]
[Am]
[A]
[F]
[G] [Cm] [G]
[A] [D]
[F#m] She's mine.
[D]
[A] She's mine.
[D]
[A] She's mine.
[D]
[A] She's mine.
She's mine.
[D]
[A] She's mine.
I'm not the one
[D] I'm not [F#m] the one
[G] I'm not the one
I'm not the one
[A]
Since a day or two, butterflies in my head.
Since a day or two, pleasantly [F#m] enraptured.
Almost forgot [D] how it feels [A] to be in love.
I look around, through pink glasses.
Far too long alone, I stood a little quiet.
[F#m] How could I know?
My world [A]
was so small.
[F] It's a little [G#] strange, [C] 32 [F#]
years.
[F] Trembling on my legs.
[G] Ah, she's gone.
[A]
[D] She's [A] mine.
[D]
[A] She's mine.
[D]
[A] She's mine.
[D] [F#]
[G#] [A]
Men at the flea market, waiting in a line.
I don't care, because she looks at [F#m] me.
Love, oh love, where have [E] you been [A] all this time?
Everything she says, I swallow sweetly.
And a sharp look is also a joy every day.
[F#] It [C#] can't hurt [G] me as long as [A] she fights with me.
It's a little [G#] [C] strange, [F#] 32 years.
[F] Trembling on my legs.
[Gm] Ah, she's [G] gone.
[A] [D] She's [A] mine.
[E] [D]
She's [A] mine.
[D]
[A] She's mine.
[D] [F#]
[G#] [A]
[Am]
[A]
[F]
[G] [Cm] [G]
[A] [D]
[F#m] She's mine.
[D]
[A] She's mine.
[D]
[A] She's mine.
[D]
[A] She's mine.
She's mine.
[D]
[A] She's mine.
I'm not the one
[D] I'm not [F#m] the one
[G] I'm not the one
I'm not the one
Key:
A
D
G
F
F#m
A
D
G
[F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Since a day or two, butterflies in my head.
Since a day or two, pleasantly _ [F#m] enraptured.
Almost forgot [D] how it feels [A] to be in love. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ I look around, _ through pink glasses.
Far too long alone, I stood a little quiet.
[F#m] How could I know?
My world [A]
was so small. _ _ _ _ _
[F] It's a little [G#] strange, [C] 32 [F#]
years.
[F] Trembling on my legs. _ _ _
[G] Ah, she's gone.
_ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ [D] She's _ _ [A] mine.
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _
[A] She's mine.
_ _ [D] _ _ _
[A] She's mine.
_ _ [D] _ _ [F#] _
[G#] _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Men at the flea market, waiting in a line.
I don't care, _ because she looks at [F#m] me.
Love, oh love, where have [E] you been [A] all this time? _ _ _ _ _
_ Everything she says, I swallow _ sweetly.
And a sharp look is also a joy every day.
[F#] It [C#] can't hurt [G] me as long as [A] she _ _ fights with me. _ _
_ It's a little [G#] [C] strange, [F#] 32 years.
[F] Trembling on my legs. _ _
_ [Gm] Ah, she's [G] gone. _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ [D] She's _ _ [A] mine.
_ _ _ [E] _ [D] _
She's [A] mine.
_ _ [D] _ _ _
[A] She's mine.
_ _ _ [D] _ _ [F#] _
[G#] _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ [Cm] _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
[F#m] She's mine.
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _
[A] She's mine.
_ _ [D] _ _ _
[A] She's mine.
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[A] She's mine.
She's mine.
_ [D] _ _ _ _
[A] She's mine.
I'm not the one
[D] _ _ I'm not [F#m] the one
_ _ [G] I'm _ _ _ _ not the one
I'm not the one _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Since a day or two, butterflies in my head.
Since a day or two, pleasantly _ [F#m] enraptured.
Almost forgot [D] how it feels [A] to be in love. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ I look around, _ through pink glasses.
Far too long alone, I stood a little quiet.
[F#m] How could I know?
My world [A]
was so small. _ _ _ _ _
[F] It's a little [G#] strange, [C] 32 [F#]
years.
[F] Trembling on my legs. _ _ _
[G] Ah, she's gone.
_ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ [D] She's _ _ [A] mine.
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _
[A] She's mine.
_ _ [D] _ _ _
[A] She's mine.
_ _ [D] _ _ [F#] _
[G#] _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Men at the flea market, waiting in a line.
I don't care, _ because she looks at [F#m] me.
Love, oh love, where have [E] you been [A] all this time? _ _ _ _ _
_ Everything she says, I swallow _ sweetly.
And a sharp look is also a joy every day.
[F#] It [C#] can't hurt [G] me as long as [A] she _ _ fights with me. _ _
_ It's a little [G#] [C] strange, [F#] 32 years.
[F] Trembling on my legs. _ _
_ [Gm] Ah, she's [G] gone. _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ [D] She's _ _ [A] mine.
_ _ _ [E] _ [D] _
She's [A] mine.
_ _ [D] _ _ _
[A] She's mine.
_ _ _ [D] _ _ [F#] _
[G#] _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ [Cm] _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
[F#m] She's mine.
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _
[A] She's mine.
_ _ [D] _ _ _
[A] She's mine.
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[A] She's mine.
She's mine.
_ [D] _ _ _ _
[A] She's mine.
I'm not the one
[D] _ _ I'm not [F#m] the one
_ _ [G] I'm _ _ _ _ not the one
I'm not the one _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _