Exile On Princes Street Chords by Marillion
Tempo:
77.8 bpm
Chords used:
G
D
Em
Bm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[G]
[D]
[G]
[D]
[G] [Bm]
[G] I saw a blue [D] umbrella, it's a streetcar,
[G] heading out west for the [Bm] living room.
[G] I need new stuff [D] deep in my pocket, little did I know [G] that it hurt.
[Bm]
[G] I promise to walk in [D] Gleason's dark yards,
[G] where the only thing working [Bm] was the foreign film crews.
[G] Making a [D] decent documentary, what they will use, [G] what they will decide.
[Bm] [D]
[Em] I [G] know a leopard [D] is the black, black horse,
[Em] with a [G] sense of pride and [D] identity.
[Em] But what is [G] left behind we [D] should forget, [Em] they're left [G] in the boots of [D] history.
[G] I saw the [D] Stalin's squeal round Georgian spires, the [G] gathering of [Bm] petroleum skies.
[G] [D] In the [G] distance burns the [D] flame of Greenwich Mount, when the dream is lost [G] in the thick, white [Bm] acute inspire.
[G] When you're taken, oh there [D] is no distance, while we talk about when the [Bm] secret affairs.
[G] Taking all our light into [D] the distance, tell me why there was a [G] coup d'etat.
What is she [Bm] to say?
[Em] [G] All we're left with [D] is the black, black horse,
[Em] with a [G] strong sense of [D] national pride.
[Em] So we [G] keep some more safe [D] for you and me, think about your big pinky [Em] bird, [G] I will see you when [D] I will.
[G] [D]
[G] [Bm] [G]
[D]
[G] [Bm] [G]
All we're left with [D] is the black, black horse, [G]
with a strong sense of [Bm] national pride.
[G]
We keep safe [D] our identity, why mention me [G] what I said, what we [Bm] could have had.
[G]
I saw the blue and red, [D] the pussy street garbage, [G]
the heavy night west, the loaded [Bm] road.
[G]
And you, [D] scotty pink pocket, you'll never know that I [G] fell, [Bm] down in a hoodie low.
[Em]
[G] All we're left with is the [D] black, [Em]
[G] black horse, with a strong sense of national [D] pride.
[Em]
[G] In the [D] stick of unity, why mention [Em]
[G] me, you and me.
[D] [Em] She [G] must have lost her self, [D] [Em] turn on [G] the light, let's [D] go.
[Em]
[G] All we see is the [D] dead, she couldn't be [Em] one of them.
[G]
You [D] can [Em] [G]
turn [D] on the light, so, [Em] [G] can you turn on the [D] light.
[Em] [G] [D] [G]
[D] [Em] [G] [D]
[Em] [G]
[D]
[G]
[D]
[G] [Bm]
[G] I saw a blue [D] umbrella, it's a streetcar,
[G] heading out west for the [Bm] living room.
[G] I need new stuff [D] deep in my pocket, little did I know [G] that it hurt.
[Bm]
[G] I promise to walk in [D] Gleason's dark yards,
[G] where the only thing working [Bm] was the foreign film crews.
[G] Making a [D] decent documentary, what they will use, [G] what they will decide.
[Bm] [D]
[Em] I [G] know a leopard [D] is the black, black horse,
[Em] with a [G] sense of pride and [D] identity.
[Em] But what is [G] left behind we [D] should forget, [Em] they're left [G] in the boots of [D] history.
[G] I saw the [D] Stalin's squeal round Georgian spires, the [G] gathering of [Bm] petroleum skies.
[G] [D] In the [G] distance burns the [D] flame of Greenwich Mount, when the dream is lost [G] in the thick, white [Bm] acute inspire.
[G] When you're taken, oh there [D] is no distance, while we talk about when the [Bm] secret affairs.
[G] Taking all our light into [D] the distance, tell me why there was a [G] coup d'etat.
What is she [Bm] to say?
[Em] [G] All we're left with [D] is the black, black horse,
[Em] with a [G] strong sense of [D] national pride.
[Em] So we [G] keep some more safe [D] for you and me, think about your big pinky [Em] bird, [G] I will see you when [D] I will.
[G] [D]
[G] [Bm] [G]
[D]
[G] [Bm] [G]
All we're left with [D] is the black, black horse, [G]
with a strong sense of [Bm] national pride.
[G]
We keep safe [D] our identity, why mention me [G] what I said, what we [Bm] could have had.
[G]
I saw the blue and red, [D] the pussy street garbage, [G]
the heavy night west, the loaded [Bm] road.
[G]
And you, [D] scotty pink pocket, you'll never know that I [G] fell, [Bm] down in a hoodie low.
[Em]
[G] All we're left with is the [D] black, [Em]
[G] black horse, with a strong sense of national [D] pride.
[Em]
[G] In the [D] stick of unity, why mention [Em]
[G] me, you and me.
[D] [Em] She [G] must have lost her self, [D] [Em] turn on [G] the light, let's [D] go.
[Em]
[G] All we see is the [D] dead, she couldn't be [Em] one of them.
[G]
You [D] can [Em] [G]
turn [D] on the light, so, [Em] [G] can you turn on the [D] light.
[Em] [G] [D] [G]
[D] [Em] [G] [D]
[Em] [G]
Key:
G
D
Em
Bm
G
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Em
Bm
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
[G] I saw a blue [D] umbrella, it's a streetcar, _
[G] _ heading out west for the [Bm] living room. _ _
[G] I need new stuff [D] deep in my pocket, little did I know [G] that it hurt.
_ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
[G] I promise to walk in [D] Gleason's dark yards, _ _
[G] where the only thing working [Bm] was the foreign film crews. _ _
[G] _ Making a [D] decent documentary, what they will use, [G] what they will _ decide.
[Bm] _ _ _ [D] _
[Em] I [G] know a leopard [D] is the black, black horse, _
[Em] with a [G] sense of pride and [D] identity. _ _ _
[Em] But what is [G] left behind we [D] should forget, [Em] they're left [G] in the boots of [D] history. _ _ _
[G] I saw the [D] Stalin's squeal round Georgian spires, _ the [G] gathering of [Bm] petroleum skies. _ _
[G] [D] In the [G] distance burns the [D] flame of Greenwich Mount, when the dream is lost [G] in the thick, white [Bm] acute inspire. _ _
[G] When you're taken, oh there [D] is no distance, _ _ while we talk about when the [Bm] secret affairs. _ _
[G] Taking all our light into [D] the distance, tell me why there was a [G] coup d'etat.
What is she [Bm] to say? _ _ _
[Em] _ [G] All we're left with [D] is the black, black horse, _
[Em] with a [G] strong sense of [D] national pride. _ _ _
[Em] So we [G] keep some more safe [D] for you and me, think about your big pinky [Em] bird, [G] I will see you when [D] I will. _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ [G] _
All we're left with [D] is the black, black horse, _ [G]
with a strong sense of [Bm] national pride.
_ _ [G] _
We keep safe [D] our identity, why mention me [G] what I said, _ what we [Bm] could have had.
_ _ [G]
I saw the blue and red, [D] the pussy street garbage, _ _ [G]
the heavy night west, the loaded [Bm] road.
_ _ _ [G]
And you, [D] scotty pink pocket, you'll never know that I [G] fell, [Bm] down in a hoodie low.
_ _ [Em] _
[G] All we're left with is the [D] black, _ _ [Em] _
[G] black horse, with a strong sense of national [D] pride.
_ _ [Em] _ _
[G] In the [D] stick of unity, why mention [Em] _
[G] me, you and me.
[D] _ _ _ _ [Em] She [G] must have lost her self, [D] _ _ _ _ [Em] turn on [G] the light, let's [D] go.
_ _ [Em] _ _
[G] All we see is the [D] dead, she couldn't be [Em] one of them.
[G]
You [D] can _ _ _ [Em] _ _ [G]
turn [D] on the light, so, _ _ [Em] _ _ [G] can you turn on the [D] light.
_ _ [Em] _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ [Em] _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ [Em] _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
[G] I saw a blue [D] umbrella, it's a streetcar, _
[G] _ heading out west for the [Bm] living room. _ _
[G] I need new stuff [D] deep in my pocket, little did I know [G] that it hurt.
_ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
[G] I promise to walk in [D] Gleason's dark yards, _ _
[G] where the only thing working [Bm] was the foreign film crews. _ _
[G] _ Making a [D] decent documentary, what they will use, [G] what they will _ decide.
[Bm] _ _ _ [D] _
[Em] I [G] know a leopard [D] is the black, black horse, _
[Em] with a [G] sense of pride and [D] identity. _ _ _
[Em] But what is [G] left behind we [D] should forget, [Em] they're left [G] in the boots of [D] history. _ _ _
[G] I saw the [D] Stalin's squeal round Georgian spires, _ the [G] gathering of [Bm] petroleum skies. _ _
[G] [D] In the [G] distance burns the [D] flame of Greenwich Mount, when the dream is lost [G] in the thick, white [Bm] acute inspire. _ _
[G] When you're taken, oh there [D] is no distance, _ _ while we talk about when the [Bm] secret affairs. _ _
[G] Taking all our light into [D] the distance, tell me why there was a [G] coup d'etat.
What is she [Bm] to say? _ _ _
[Em] _ [G] All we're left with [D] is the black, black horse, _
[Em] with a [G] strong sense of [D] national pride. _ _ _
[Em] So we [G] keep some more safe [D] for you and me, think about your big pinky [Em] bird, [G] I will see you when [D] I will. _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ [G] _
All we're left with [D] is the black, black horse, _ [G]
with a strong sense of [Bm] national pride.
_ _ [G] _
We keep safe [D] our identity, why mention me [G] what I said, _ what we [Bm] could have had.
_ _ [G]
I saw the blue and red, [D] the pussy street garbage, _ _ [G]
the heavy night west, the loaded [Bm] road.
_ _ _ [G]
And you, [D] scotty pink pocket, you'll never know that I [G] fell, [Bm] down in a hoodie low.
_ _ [Em] _
[G] All we're left with is the [D] black, _ _ [Em] _
[G] black horse, with a strong sense of national [D] pride.
_ _ [Em] _ _
[G] In the [D] stick of unity, why mention [Em] _
[G] me, you and me.
[D] _ _ _ _ [Em] She [G] must have lost her self, [D] _ _ _ _ [Em] turn on [G] the light, let's [D] go.
_ _ [Em] _ _
[G] All we see is the [D] dead, she couldn't be [Em] one of them.
[G]
You [D] can _ _ _ [Em] _ _ [G]
turn [D] on the light, so, _ _ [Em] _ _ [G] can you turn on the [D] light.
_ _ [Em] _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ [Em] _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ [Em] _ [G] _ _ _ _