Chords for Soko: Goodbye Paris
Tempo:
100.85 bpm
Chords used:
Am
E
Dm
A
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
That was scary.
It's like, don't sit on my grave, you French.
Okay, I should grab my guitar.
Do you want to just walk and I'll just follow you?
Yeah.
Check out the boat.
[Am] I know, it's amazing.
It's great.
Do you think it's going to be attacked by the white shark?
Maybe.
What if it does?
I wake up in a city that is oh so grey
And everything [E] tastes so sour
It's funny how you can
Break up with a city as you
Break up with a lover that you've loved too long, [Am] too long
I wake up in Paris and I can't breathe
And it's breaking my heart
[E] I can't enjoy it the same, not even enjoy my friends
Because it's oh so grey, so grey
[Am] Now French fries are called freedom fries
In the country that I love
Which makes me be a freedom girl
And French I am no [Am] more
Paris is not so romantic
When you have no [E] romance to share
It's way more easy to fall in love with a pantry than a lamppost
Under the sun than [Am] under the clouds
How can I live in a country where animal lovers are considered as [E] a dork?
Oh tell me butchers, how does it feel to be a killer in [Am] your soul?
[E]
[Em] [Dm] [Am]
[Dm] [A] [Am] [Dm]
[Am]
[C] Oh Paris doesn't treat me well
So maybe I [E] should go
I'm sorry my friends but I'm sure you will understand that my love for you [Am] won't go
[C] So goodbye friends, hello blues, thanks for the smile you put on [E] my face
I feel alive now, my heart is free, I just sort out my shit and I'm [Am] gone
[E] I just patch my bags and I'm [Am] gone, [E] I'm gone
[A]
[N] That was very loud, I'm sorry
I didn't tell you before
There's a lot of people looking at me
Like you can sing in a cemetery or something
I don't know, like these people
Not the dead people, like the real [Ab] people
Maybe the dead people are looking at me
In loving memory of me
It's like, don't sit on my grave, you French.
Okay, I should grab my guitar.
Do you want to just walk and I'll just follow you?
Yeah.
Check out the boat.
[Am] I know, it's amazing.
It's great.
Do you think it's going to be attacked by the white shark?
Maybe.
What if it does?
I wake up in a city that is oh so grey
And everything [E] tastes so sour
It's funny how you can
Break up with a city as you
Break up with a lover that you've loved too long, [Am] too long
I wake up in Paris and I can't breathe
And it's breaking my heart
[E] I can't enjoy it the same, not even enjoy my friends
Because it's oh so grey, so grey
[Am] Now French fries are called freedom fries
In the country that I love
Which makes me be a freedom girl
And French I am no [Am] more
Paris is not so romantic
When you have no [E] romance to share
It's way more easy to fall in love with a pantry than a lamppost
Under the sun than [Am] under the clouds
How can I live in a country where animal lovers are considered as [E] a dork?
Oh tell me butchers, how does it feel to be a killer in [Am] your soul?
[E]
[Em] [Dm] [Am]
[Dm] [A] [Am] [Dm]
[Am]
[C] Oh Paris doesn't treat me well
So maybe I [E] should go
I'm sorry my friends but I'm sure you will understand that my love for you [Am] won't go
[C] So goodbye friends, hello blues, thanks for the smile you put on [E] my face
I feel alive now, my heart is free, I just sort out my shit and I'm [Am] gone
[E] I just patch my bags and I'm [Am] gone, [E] I'm gone
[A]
[N] That was very loud, I'm sorry
I didn't tell you before
There's a lot of people looking at me
Like you can sing in a cemetery or something
I don't know, like these people
Not the dead people, like the real [Ab] people
Maybe the dead people are looking at me
In loving memory of me
Key:
Am
E
Dm
A
C
Am
E
Dm
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ That was scary.
It's like, don't sit on my grave, you French.
_ Okay, I should grab my guitar.
_ _ _ _ Do you want to just walk and I'll just follow you?
Yeah.
_ Check out the boat.
[Am] I know, it's amazing.
It's great.
_ Do you think it's going to be attacked by the white shark?
_ Maybe.
What if it does? _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
I wake up in a city that is oh so grey
And everything [E] tastes so sour _ _ _ _
It's funny how you can
Break up with a city as you
Break up with a lover that you've loved too long, [Am] too long
_ _ _ _ I wake up in Paris and I can't breathe
And it's breaking my heart
[E] I can't _ enjoy _ _ it the same, not even enjoy my friends
Because it's oh so grey, so grey
[Am] _ _ _ _ Now French fries are called freedom fries
In the country that I love
_ _ _ _ Which makes me be a freedom girl
And French I am no [Am] more
_ _ _ _ _ Paris is not so romantic
When you have no [E] romance to share
_ _ _ It's way more easy to fall in love with a pantry than a lamppost
Under the sun than [Am] under the clouds
_ _ _ How can I live in a country where animal lovers are considered as [E] a dork?
_ _ _ Oh tell me butchers, how does it feel to be a killer in [Am] your soul?
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ [Em] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [Am] _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ [A] _ _ [Am] _ _ [Dm] _
_ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ _
[C] Oh Paris doesn't treat me well
So maybe I [E] should go _ _ _ _
I'm sorry my friends but I'm sure you will understand that my love for you [Am] won't go _ _ _
[C] So goodbye friends, hello blues, thanks for the smile you put on [E] my face
_ _ I feel alive now, my heart is free, I just sort out my shit and I'm [Am] gone
[E] I just patch my bags and I'm [Am] gone, _ _ [E] _ _ I'm gone
[A] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [N] That was very loud, I'm sorry
I didn't tell you before
_ _ _ _ There's a lot of people looking at me
_ Like you can sing in a cemetery or something
I don't know, like these people
_ Not the dead people, like the real [Ab] people
Maybe the dead people are looking at me
In loving memory of me _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ That was scary.
It's like, don't sit on my grave, you French.
_ Okay, I should grab my guitar.
_ _ _ _ Do you want to just walk and I'll just follow you?
Yeah.
_ Check out the boat.
[Am] I know, it's amazing.
It's great.
_ Do you think it's going to be attacked by the white shark?
_ Maybe.
What if it does? _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
I wake up in a city that is oh so grey
And everything [E] tastes so sour _ _ _ _
It's funny how you can
Break up with a city as you
Break up with a lover that you've loved too long, [Am] too long
_ _ _ _ I wake up in Paris and I can't breathe
And it's breaking my heart
[E] I can't _ enjoy _ _ it the same, not even enjoy my friends
Because it's oh so grey, so grey
[Am] _ _ _ _ Now French fries are called freedom fries
In the country that I love
_ _ _ _ Which makes me be a freedom girl
And French I am no [Am] more
_ _ _ _ _ Paris is not so romantic
When you have no [E] romance to share
_ _ _ It's way more easy to fall in love with a pantry than a lamppost
Under the sun than [Am] under the clouds
_ _ _ How can I live in a country where animal lovers are considered as [E] a dork?
_ _ _ Oh tell me butchers, how does it feel to be a killer in [Am] your soul?
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ [Em] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [Am] _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ [A] _ _ [Am] _ _ [Dm] _
_ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ _
[C] Oh Paris doesn't treat me well
So maybe I [E] should go _ _ _ _
I'm sorry my friends but I'm sure you will understand that my love for you [Am] won't go _ _ _
[C] So goodbye friends, hello blues, thanks for the smile you put on [E] my face
_ _ I feel alive now, my heart is free, I just sort out my shit and I'm [Am] gone
[E] I just patch my bags and I'm [Am] gone, _ _ [E] _ _ I'm gone
[A] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [N] That was very loud, I'm sorry
I didn't tell you before
_ _ _ _ There's a lot of people looking at me
_ Like you can sing in a cemetery or something
I don't know, like these people
_ Not the dead people, like the real [Ab] people
Maybe the dead people are looking at me
In loving memory of me _ _ _ _ _ _