Chords for If God Could Make The Angels - DAVID KNOPFLER (studio footage)
Tempo:
77.8 bpm
Chords used:
Eb
Ab
Bb
Fm
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Eb] [F]
[Ab] [Eb] [Bb]
[Eb] [Ab] [F]
[Bb]
So [Ab] [Eb] many songs [F] about angels, [Ab] it seems [Eb] God makes them [Bb] with his hands.
[Ab] So I [Eb] guess this mess of [Fm] falling angels [Eb] must [Ab] [Eb] fit his [Bb] immortal plans.
How every flower should open, [Eb] [F] [Ab]
how [Eb] every crippled bird [Bb] should fly.
[Eb] And a [Ab] cry of love [Eb] from [Fm] the deepest, [Eb] darkest ocean
[Ab] flies up through his [Eb] brightest [Bb] broken skies.
[Bb] But I [Ab] can't point no finger.
[Eb] You
[Fm] [Ab] can't [Eb] do nothing more to [Bb] me, see.
Here's my [Ab] broken [Eb] hammer.
I can't [F] play [Eb] any flag.
[Ab] I'm [Eb] still playing in [Bb] that game.
And at the Holy [Ab] Saints asylum.
[Eb]
[F] [Ab] [Eb] There's this patron [Bb] for the souls who've heard your [Ab] grail for the money.
[Eb] My [Fm] mom's kingdom [Eb] is power.
[Ab] All is [Eb] pain and glory, [Bb] yeah, but glory holds a key.
And here's this [Ab] broken hammer.
[Eb] [Fm] I can't fix this [Eb] old piano.
[Ab] Seems [Eb] sometimes like you can't [Bb] get enough of me.
[Ab] [Eb] [Fm] [Eb]
[Ab] As [Eb] the hammer hits [Bb] the key.
But if God could [Eb] make them angels
[F] [Ab] with [Eb] only mud and [Bb] dust and sand,
[Ab] [Eb] making blood from a [Fm] living water, [Eb] [Ab] [Eb] man, I think I'd [Bb] understand.
[Ab] [Eb] It'd be in every flower [Fm] that opens.
[Ab] And in [Eb] the first new breath [Bb] of spring.
And the birds [Ab] so high [Eb] in the sky, [Fm] sailing clear across the [Eb] ocean.
[Ab] Some hero's voice [Eb] in every band [Bb] and rain.
They say it's God who made [Ab] the angels [Eb] from [Fm]
[Ab] [Eb] infinity [Fm] and sand.
[Ab] But [Eb] if heaven made [F] the angels, [Bb] who in hell made [Eb] man?
[F] If God could make angels,
[F] if God [Ab] could make angels, [Eb]
[Bb] why in hell [Eb] make man?
[Ab] [Eb] [Bb]
[Eb] [Ab] [F]
[Bb]
So [Ab] [Eb] many songs [F] about angels, [Ab] it seems [Eb] God makes them [Bb] with his hands.
[Ab] So I [Eb] guess this mess of [Fm] falling angels [Eb] must [Ab] [Eb] fit his [Bb] immortal plans.
How every flower should open, [Eb] [F] [Ab]
how [Eb] every crippled bird [Bb] should fly.
[Eb] And a [Ab] cry of love [Eb] from [Fm] the deepest, [Eb] darkest ocean
[Ab] flies up through his [Eb] brightest [Bb] broken skies.
[Bb] But I [Ab] can't point no finger.
[Eb] You
[Fm] [Ab] can't [Eb] do nothing more to [Bb] me, see.
Here's my [Ab] broken [Eb] hammer.
I can't [F] play [Eb] any flag.
[Ab] I'm [Eb] still playing in [Bb] that game.
And at the Holy [Ab] Saints asylum.
[Eb]
[F] [Ab] [Eb] There's this patron [Bb] for the souls who've heard your [Ab] grail for the money.
[Eb] My [Fm] mom's kingdom [Eb] is power.
[Ab] All is [Eb] pain and glory, [Bb] yeah, but glory holds a key.
And here's this [Ab] broken hammer.
[Eb] [Fm] I can't fix this [Eb] old piano.
[Ab] Seems [Eb] sometimes like you can't [Bb] get enough of me.
[Ab] [Eb] [Fm] [Eb]
[Ab] As [Eb] the hammer hits [Bb] the key.
But if God could [Eb] make them angels
[F] [Ab] with [Eb] only mud and [Bb] dust and sand,
[Ab] [Eb] making blood from a [Fm] living water, [Eb] [Ab] [Eb] man, I think I'd [Bb] understand.
[Ab] [Eb] It'd be in every flower [Fm] that opens.
[Ab] And in [Eb] the first new breath [Bb] of spring.
And the birds [Ab] so high [Eb] in the sky, [Fm] sailing clear across the [Eb] ocean.
[Ab] Some hero's voice [Eb] in every band [Bb] and rain.
They say it's God who made [Ab] the angels [Eb] from [Fm]
[Ab] [Eb] infinity [Fm] and sand.
[Ab] But [Eb] if heaven made [F] the angels, [Bb] who in hell made [Eb] man?
[F] If God could make angels,
[F] if God [Ab] could make angels, [Eb]
[Bb] why in hell [Eb] make man?
Key:
Eb
Ab
Bb
Fm
F
Eb
Ab
Bb
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_ [Ab] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
So [Ab] [Eb] many songs [F] about angels, _ _ [Ab] it seems [Eb] God makes them [Bb] with his hands.
_ _ [Ab] So I [Eb] guess this mess of [Fm] falling angels [Eb] must [Ab] _ [Eb] fit his [Bb] immortal plans.
_ _ _ How every flower should open, [Eb] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [Ab]
how [Eb] every crippled bird [Bb] should fly.
[Eb] And a [Ab] cry of love [Eb] from [Fm] the deepest, [Eb] darkest ocean
[Ab] flies up through his [Eb] brightest [Bb] broken skies. _ _ _
[Bb] _ But I [Ab] can't point no finger.
[Eb] You _
_ _ [Fm] _ _ [Ab] can't [Eb] do nothing more to [Bb] me, see.
Here's my [Ab] broken [Eb] hammer.
I can't [F] play [Eb] any flag.
[Ab] I'm [Eb] still playing in [Bb] that game.
And at the Holy [Ab] Saints asylum.
[Eb] _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ [Eb] There's this patron [Bb] for the souls who've heard your [Ab] grail for the money.
[Eb] My [Fm] mom's kingdom [Eb] is power.
[Ab] All is [Eb] pain and glory, [Bb] yeah, but glory holds a key.
_ And here's this [Ab] broken hammer.
[Eb] _ [Fm] I can't fix this [Eb] old piano.
[Ab] Seems [Eb] sometimes like you can't [Bb] get enough of me. _ _
[Ab] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Fm] _ _ [Eb] _ _
[Ab] As [Eb] the hammer hits [Bb] the key. _ _ _
But if God could [Eb] make them angels _
[F] _ _ _ _ [Ab] with [Eb] only mud and [Bb] dust and sand,
_ _ [Ab] _ [Eb] making blood from a [Fm] living water, [Eb] _ _ [Ab] _ [Eb] man, I think I'd [Bb] understand.
_ _ [Ab] _ [Eb] It'd be in every flower [Fm] that opens.
_ _ [Ab] And in [Eb] the first new breath [Bb] of spring.
_ And the birds [Ab] so high [Eb] in the sky, [Fm] sailing clear across the [Eb] ocean.
[Ab] Some hero's voice [Eb] in every band [Bb] and rain.
_ _ _ They say it's God who made [Ab] the angels [Eb] from _ [Fm] _ _ _
[Ab] _ _ [Eb] infinity [Fm] and sand. _ _ _
[Ab] But [Eb] if heaven made [F] the angels, [Bb] who in hell made _ [Eb] man? _ _ _
[F] _ If God could make angels, _ _
[F] _ if God [Ab] could make angels, [Eb] _ _
[Bb] _ _ why in hell [Eb] make man? _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
So [Ab] [Eb] many songs [F] about angels, _ _ [Ab] it seems [Eb] God makes them [Bb] with his hands.
_ _ [Ab] So I [Eb] guess this mess of [Fm] falling angels [Eb] must [Ab] _ [Eb] fit his [Bb] immortal plans.
_ _ _ How every flower should open, [Eb] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [Ab]
how [Eb] every crippled bird [Bb] should fly.
[Eb] And a [Ab] cry of love [Eb] from [Fm] the deepest, [Eb] darkest ocean
[Ab] flies up through his [Eb] brightest [Bb] broken skies. _ _ _
[Bb] _ But I [Ab] can't point no finger.
[Eb] You _
_ _ [Fm] _ _ [Ab] can't [Eb] do nothing more to [Bb] me, see.
Here's my [Ab] broken [Eb] hammer.
I can't [F] play [Eb] any flag.
[Ab] I'm [Eb] still playing in [Bb] that game.
And at the Holy [Ab] Saints asylum.
[Eb] _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ [Eb] There's this patron [Bb] for the souls who've heard your [Ab] grail for the money.
[Eb] My [Fm] mom's kingdom [Eb] is power.
[Ab] All is [Eb] pain and glory, [Bb] yeah, but glory holds a key.
_ And here's this [Ab] broken hammer.
[Eb] _ [Fm] I can't fix this [Eb] old piano.
[Ab] Seems [Eb] sometimes like you can't [Bb] get enough of me. _ _
[Ab] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Fm] _ _ [Eb] _ _
[Ab] As [Eb] the hammer hits [Bb] the key. _ _ _
But if God could [Eb] make them angels _
[F] _ _ _ _ [Ab] with [Eb] only mud and [Bb] dust and sand,
_ _ [Ab] _ [Eb] making blood from a [Fm] living water, [Eb] _ _ [Ab] _ [Eb] man, I think I'd [Bb] understand.
_ _ [Ab] _ [Eb] It'd be in every flower [Fm] that opens.
_ _ [Ab] And in [Eb] the first new breath [Bb] of spring.
_ And the birds [Ab] so high [Eb] in the sky, [Fm] sailing clear across the [Eb] ocean.
[Ab] Some hero's voice [Eb] in every band [Bb] and rain.
_ _ _ They say it's God who made [Ab] the angels [Eb] from _ [Fm] _ _ _
[Ab] _ _ [Eb] infinity [Fm] and sand. _ _ _
[Ab] But [Eb] if heaven made [F] the angels, [Bb] who in hell made _ [Eb] man? _ _ _
[F] _ If God could make angels, _ _
[F] _ if God [Ab] could make angels, [Eb] _ _
[Bb] _ _ why in hell [Eb] make man? _
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