Chords for Hands of Gold - Ed Sheeran - Peter Hollens (Extended Cover)
Tempo:
137.1 bpm
Chords used:
F
Am
G
Em
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[N] [A] He rode through the streets of the city, [B] down from his [Em] hill on high.
[A] O'er the winds and the stips and the cobbles, [E] he rode to [Em] a woman's side.
[C] For she was a secret treasure, she [B] was his shame and his [E] bliss,
And a [F] chain and a [C] keep are nothing [Em] compared to a [C] woman's kiss.
[Am] For hands of gold [Bm] are always [Am] cold, but a woman's hands are warm.
For hands of gold [D] are [C] always cold, but [F] a woman's [G] hands are [Am] warm.
[G] [Dm] [F]
[G] And [F] there he stood with sword [G] in hand, [Em] the last of Derry's [C] ten,
[F] And read the grass beneath his feet, [Em] and read his [C] banners bright,
[F] And read the glow of the setting sun [Em] that bathed him in its light.
[Dm] Come on, come on, the [F] great lord called, my [Em] sword is hungry still.
[F] And with a cry [G] of savage rage [Dm] they swarmed [Em] across the [F] rill.
And [Dm] with a cry [Em] of savage rage [F] they [G] swarmed [Am] across the rill.
[F] He rode through the streets of the city, down [G] from his hill [Am] on high.
[F] O'er the winds and the stips and the cobbles, [Gm] he rode to a [Am] woman's side.
For [F] she was a secret [G] treasure, [Am] she was his shame and his bliss,
For [F] a chain and a keep [G] are nothing [A] compared to a [Am] woman's kiss.
[F] For hands of gold [G] are always cold, [Am] but a woman's hands are warm.
For [F] hands of gold are [Dm] always cold, but a [Am] woman's hands are [Bm] warm.
[F] For hands of gold are [G] always cold, but a [Am]
woman's hands are warm.
[F] For hands [A] of gold are [B] always [Am] cold, [F] but a woman's hands are warm.
[A] O'er the winds and the stips and the cobbles, [E] he rode to [Em] a woman's side.
[C] For she was a secret treasure, she [B] was his shame and his [E] bliss,
And a [F] chain and a [C] keep are nothing [Em] compared to a [C] woman's kiss.
[Am] For hands of gold [Bm] are always [Am] cold, but a woman's hands are warm.
For hands of gold [D] are [C] always cold, but [F] a woman's [G] hands are [Am] warm.
[G] [Dm] [F]
[G] And [F] there he stood with sword [G] in hand, [Em] the last of Derry's [C] ten,
[F] And read the grass beneath his feet, [Em] and read his [C] banners bright,
[F] And read the glow of the setting sun [Em] that bathed him in its light.
[Dm] Come on, come on, the [F] great lord called, my [Em] sword is hungry still.
[F] And with a cry [G] of savage rage [Dm] they swarmed [Em] across the [F] rill.
And [Dm] with a cry [Em] of savage rage [F] they [G] swarmed [Am] across the rill.
[F] He rode through the streets of the city, down [G] from his hill [Am] on high.
[F] O'er the winds and the stips and the cobbles, [Gm] he rode to a [Am] woman's side.
For [F] she was a secret [G] treasure, [Am] she was his shame and his bliss,
For [F] a chain and a keep [G] are nothing [A] compared to a [Am] woman's kiss.
[F] For hands of gold [G] are always cold, [Am] but a woman's hands are warm.
For [F] hands of gold are [Dm] always cold, but a [Am] woman's hands are [Bm] warm.
[F] For hands of gold are [G] always cold, but a [Am]
woman's hands are warm.
[F] For hands [A] of gold are [B] always [Am] cold, [F] but a woman's hands are warm.
Key:
F
Am
G
Em
C
F
Am
G
[N] _ [A] He rode through the streets of the city, [B] down from his [Em] hill on high.
[A] O'er the winds and the stips and the cobbles, [E] he rode to [Em] a woman's side.
[C] For she was a secret treasure, _ she [B] was his shame and his [E] bliss,
And a [F] chain and a [C] keep are nothing _ [Em] compared to a [C] woman's kiss.
[Am] For hands of gold [Bm] are always [Am] cold, but a woman's hands are warm.
_ For hands of gold [D] are [C] always cold, but [F] a woman's [G] hands are [Am] warm. _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [F] _
_ [G] And _ _ [F] there he stood with sword [G] in hand, [Em] the last of Derry's [C] ten,
_ [F] And read the grass beneath his feet, [Em] and read his [C] banners bright,
[F] And read the glow of the setting sun [Em] that bathed him in its light.
[Dm] Come on, come on, the [F] great lord called, my [Em] sword is hungry _ still.
[F] And with a cry [G] of savage rage [Dm] they swarmed [Em] across the [F] rill.
And [Dm] with a cry [Em] of savage rage [F] they [G] swarmed [Am] across the _ rill. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F] He rode through the streets of the city, down [G] from his hill [Am] on high. _ _ _
_ [F] O'er the winds and the stips and the cobbles, [Gm] he rode to a [Am] woman's side.
_ For [F] she was a secret [G] treasure, _ [Am] she was his shame and his bliss,
For [F] a chain and a keep [G] are nothing [A] compared to a [Am] woman's kiss.
[F] For hands of gold [G] are always cold, [Am] but a woman's hands are warm.
For [F] hands of gold are [Dm] always cold, but a [Am] woman's hands are [Bm] warm.
[F] For hands of gold are [G] always cold, but a [Am] _
woman's hands are warm.
[F] For hands [A] of gold are [B] always [Am] cold, [F] but a woman's hands are warm. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] O'er the winds and the stips and the cobbles, [E] he rode to [Em] a woman's side.
[C] For she was a secret treasure, _ she [B] was his shame and his [E] bliss,
And a [F] chain and a [C] keep are nothing _ [Em] compared to a [C] woman's kiss.
[Am] For hands of gold [Bm] are always [Am] cold, but a woman's hands are warm.
_ For hands of gold [D] are [C] always cold, but [F] a woman's [G] hands are [Am] warm. _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [F] _
_ [G] And _ _ [F] there he stood with sword [G] in hand, [Em] the last of Derry's [C] ten,
_ [F] And read the grass beneath his feet, [Em] and read his [C] banners bright,
[F] And read the glow of the setting sun [Em] that bathed him in its light.
[Dm] Come on, come on, the [F] great lord called, my [Em] sword is hungry _ still.
[F] And with a cry [G] of savage rage [Dm] they swarmed [Em] across the [F] rill.
And [Dm] with a cry [Em] of savage rage [F] they [G] swarmed [Am] across the _ rill. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F] He rode through the streets of the city, down [G] from his hill [Am] on high. _ _ _
_ [F] O'er the winds and the stips and the cobbles, [Gm] he rode to a [Am] woman's side.
_ For [F] she was a secret [G] treasure, _ [Am] she was his shame and his bliss,
For [F] a chain and a keep [G] are nothing [A] compared to a [Am] woman's kiss.
[F] For hands of gold [G] are always cold, [Am] but a woman's hands are warm.
For [F] hands of gold are [Dm] always cold, but a [Am] woman's hands are [Bm] warm.
[F] For hands of gold are [G] always cold, but a [Am] _
woman's hands are warm.
[F] For hands [A] of gold are [B] always [Am] cold, [F] but a woman's hands are warm. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _