Chords for Monday Morning- Death Cab For Cutie (Album Version)
Tempo:
150 bpm
Chords used:
D
A
F#m
F#
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[N] [F#]
[F]
[A]
[D]
[A]
[D] [A]
She may be young but she only likes old things, in modern music it ain't to her taste.
She loves [F#m] the natural light, [A]
captured in black and white.
She sees mirages, mountain ranges, within the blink of her eyes it changes, back to the open plain.
[D] Oh no, she [F#m] can't [A] explain.
[D]
[F#m] [A]
I cry out, love, keep your arms around me.
I am a bird that's in need of grounding.
I'm built [F#m] to fly [A] away.
I [D] never [F#m] learned how to [A] stay.
[D] Night is gonna fall and vultures will surround [A] you.
And when [D] you're looking in the mirror what you see is gonna astound you.
[A]
[D] But all these lines and grays and lines, [F#m] they are the maps [D] of water [F#m] design.
I [D] am what began on Monday morning.
[A]
Monday morning, Monday morning.
Monday morning, Monday morning.
Oh.
[D] Night is gonna fall and vultures will surround you.
[A]
And when [D] you're looking in the mirror what you see is gonna astound [A] you.
But [D] all these lines and grays and lines, [F#m] they are the maps of water design.
I [D] am what began on Monday morning.
[A]
Oh yes, [D] the night is gonna fall and vultures will surround you.
[A]
And when you're looking in [D] the mirror what you see is gonna astound [A] you.
The [D] flow of youth in time, the loops [F#m] spurning [Bm] on inside [F#m] of you,
[D] it all began on Monday morning. Monday morning.
[F]
[A]
[D]
[A]
[D] [A]
She may be young but she only likes old things, in modern music it ain't to her taste.
She loves [F#m] the natural light, [A]
captured in black and white.
She sees mirages, mountain ranges, within the blink of her eyes it changes, back to the open plain.
[D] Oh no, she [F#m] can't [A] explain.
[D]
[F#m] [A]
I cry out, love, keep your arms around me.
I am a bird that's in need of grounding.
I'm built [F#m] to fly [A] away.
I [D] never [F#m] learned how to [A] stay.
[D] Night is gonna fall and vultures will surround [A] you.
And when [D] you're looking in the mirror what you see is gonna astound you.
[A]
[D] But all these lines and grays and lines, [F#m] they are the maps [D] of water [F#m] design.
I [D] am what began on Monday morning.
[A]
Monday morning, Monday morning.
Monday morning, Monday morning.
Oh.
[D] Night is gonna fall and vultures will surround you.
[A]
And when [D] you're looking in the mirror what you see is gonna astound [A] you.
But [D] all these lines and grays and lines, [F#m] they are the maps of water design.
I [D] am what began on Monday morning.
[A]
Oh yes, [D] the night is gonna fall and vultures will surround you.
[A]
And when you're looking in [D] the mirror what you see is gonna astound [A] you.
The [D] flow of youth in time, the loops [F#m] spurning [Bm] on inside [F#m] of you,
[D] it all began on Monday morning. Monday morning.
Key:
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[N] _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ She may be young but she only likes old things, in modern music it ain't to her taste.
She loves [F#m] the natural light, [A] _
_ _ _ captured in black and white.
_ _ _ _ She sees mirages, _ mountain _ ranges, within the blink of her eyes it changes, _ back to the open plain.
_ _ _ _ [D] Oh no, she [F#m] can't [A] explain. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ I cry out, love, keep your arms around me.
I am a bird that's in need of grounding. _
I'm built [F#m] to fly [A] away. _
I _ [D] never [F#m] learned how to [A] stay.
_ _ _ _ [D] Night is gonna fall and vultures will surround [A] you.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
And when [D] you're looking in the mirror what you see is gonna astound you.
[A] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [D] But all these lines and grays and lines, [F#m] they are the maps [D] of water _ [F#m] design.
I [D] am what _ began on Monday morning.
[A] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Monday _ _ _ _ morning, _ _ _ Monday _ _ _ morning. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Monday _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ morning, _ _ _ Monday _ _ _ _ morning. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Oh. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [D] Night is gonna fall and vultures will surround you.
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ And when [D] you're looking in the mirror what you see is gonna astound [A] you. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
But [D] all these lines and grays and lines, [F#m] they are the maps of water design.
I [D] am what _ began on Monday morning.
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Oh yes, [D] the night is gonna fall and vultures will surround you.
[A] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
And when you're looking in [D] the mirror what you see is gonna astound [A] you. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ The [D] flow of youth in time, the loops [F#m] _ spurning [Bm] on inside [F#m] of you,
[D] it all began _ on Monday morning. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Monday _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ morning. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ She may be young but she only likes old things, in modern music it ain't to her taste.
She loves [F#m] the natural light, [A] _
_ _ _ captured in black and white.
_ _ _ _ She sees mirages, _ mountain _ ranges, within the blink of her eyes it changes, _ back to the open plain.
_ _ _ _ [D] Oh no, she [F#m] can't [A] explain. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ I cry out, love, keep your arms around me.
I am a bird that's in need of grounding. _
I'm built [F#m] to fly [A] away. _
I _ [D] never [F#m] learned how to [A] stay.
_ _ _ _ [D] Night is gonna fall and vultures will surround [A] you.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
And when [D] you're looking in the mirror what you see is gonna astound you.
[A] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [D] But all these lines and grays and lines, [F#m] they are the maps [D] of water _ [F#m] design.
I [D] am what _ began on Monday morning.
[A] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Monday _ _ _ _ morning, _ _ _ Monday _ _ _ morning. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Monday _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ morning, _ _ _ Monday _ _ _ _ morning. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Oh. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [D] Night is gonna fall and vultures will surround you.
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ And when [D] you're looking in the mirror what you see is gonna astound [A] you. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
But [D] all these lines and grays and lines, [F#m] they are the maps of water design.
I [D] am what _ began on Monday morning.
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Oh yes, [D] the night is gonna fall and vultures will surround you.
[A] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
And when you're looking in [D] the mirror what you see is gonna astound [A] you. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ The [D] flow of youth in time, the loops [F#m] _ spurning [Bm] on inside [F#m] of you,
[D] it all began _ on Monday morning. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Monday _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ morning. _ _ _ _
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