Chords for The Original Rudeboys (O.R.B) - Stars In My Eyes
Tempo:
108.15 bpm
Chords used:
D
A
E
F#m
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[A] Original real voice, take one.
[G] Action.
[F#m] Sorry.
[E]
[D] [A] [E]
[D] [A] [F#m] [E]
[D] [A] [E]
[D] [A] [D] [E]
[D] [A] [E] [D]
[A] [F#m] [E] [D]
[A] [E] [D]
[A] [F#m] [E] [D]
[A] See, we [E] all mean he wasn't anything [D] great, but as the months [A] went on he started playing shit [F#m] straight.
A broken [E] guitar and a warrior [D] voice like Frank Sinatra, [A] but this kid was [F#m] nice.
Melodies mixed [E] with emotions, he'd pour the milk, not [D] for the fame, [A] he'd explain, but for fulfilling his milk, he'd open up [E] with his songs.
[D] Hasn't a place to call home but [A] knows music is where he belongs, his world fades [E] away while he [D] embraces here.
He prays a brighter [A] day, but gets a taste of fear.
Through a rare talent, [E] nowadays in a greedy town,
[D] came a fella [A] that would amaze with a needed sound, and [F#m] he'd never [E] compromise.
See this fella [D] had the [A] flame in his stomach and the stars in his eyes.
See [F#m] them [E] stars in my eyes, [D] I can't [A] let them go.
Every [D#] day [E] I'm caught daydreaming, [A] out the dim window.
I'm gonna [E] make it big someday, [D] see my [A] name in the lights.
[F#m] So I'm ripping [E] up these lyrics and drinking all these spirits, [D] watching [A] flames ignite.
[F#m] Shit.
[E] And it was back [D] when the nights flew, [A] he was hot nowadays, he [F#m] didn't even look you.
[E] Came from nothing, made a name in the city, [D] now you're caught on [A] Biggie Smalls, a cute as all a dream.
[F#m] Flashbacks [E] of the time spent leading your crowd, [D] people [A] laughed as your songs played out in your gaff,
[F#m] and now they're hanging [E] on your every line.
About two, [D] they took [A] notice and it shined to this kid and his poem.
No more [E] knocking back points, hoping life improves.
[D] Coping, [A] no you should choose, you weren't born to lose.
[C#] See this [E] fella was the best, he'd have you [D] hooked on every [A] word, with singing his worries off his [F#m] chest.
[E] He'd just sing old songs of his [D] life, give him a [A] moment of your time and let him show you what it's [F#m] like.
And maybe [E] then he'd realize that this [D] fella has [A] more than just a passion and the stars in his [F#m] eyes.
I'm seeing [E] stars in my eyes, [D] I can [A] let them go.
[B] Every day I'm caught [E] daydreaming [D] out the [A] damn window.
I [F#m] wanna [E] make it big someday, [D] see my [A] name in the [F#m] lights.
So I'm ripping up these [E] lyrics and drinking all these [D] spirits, watching [A] flames ignite.
[Em] Shit.
[D] [Am] [G] [Em] [D] [C]
[G]
[N]
[G] Action.
[F#m] Sorry.
[E]
[D] [A] [E]
[D] [A] [F#m] [E]
[D] [A] [E]
[D] [A] [D] [E]
[D] [A] [E] [D]
[A] [F#m] [E] [D]
[A] [E] [D]
[A] [F#m] [E] [D]
[A] See, we [E] all mean he wasn't anything [D] great, but as the months [A] went on he started playing shit [F#m] straight.
A broken [E] guitar and a warrior [D] voice like Frank Sinatra, [A] but this kid was [F#m] nice.
Melodies mixed [E] with emotions, he'd pour the milk, not [D] for the fame, [A] he'd explain, but for fulfilling his milk, he'd open up [E] with his songs.
[D] Hasn't a place to call home but [A] knows music is where he belongs, his world fades [E] away while he [D] embraces here.
He prays a brighter [A] day, but gets a taste of fear.
Through a rare talent, [E] nowadays in a greedy town,
[D] came a fella [A] that would amaze with a needed sound, and [F#m] he'd never [E] compromise.
See this fella [D] had the [A] flame in his stomach and the stars in his eyes.
See [F#m] them [E] stars in my eyes, [D] I can't [A] let them go.
Every [D#] day [E] I'm caught daydreaming, [A] out the dim window.
I'm gonna [E] make it big someday, [D] see my [A] name in the lights.
[F#m] So I'm ripping [E] up these lyrics and drinking all these spirits, [D] watching [A] flames ignite.
[F#m] Shit.
[E] And it was back [D] when the nights flew, [A] he was hot nowadays, he [F#m] didn't even look you.
[E] Came from nothing, made a name in the city, [D] now you're caught on [A] Biggie Smalls, a cute as all a dream.
[F#m] Flashbacks [E] of the time spent leading your crowd, [D] people [A] laughed as your songs played out in your gaff,
[F#m] and now they're hanging [E] on your every line.
About two, [D] they took [A] notice and it shined to this kid and his poem.
No more [E] knocking back points, hoping life improves.
[D] Coping, [A] no you should choose, you weren't born to lose.
[C#] See this [E] fella was the best, he'd have you [D] hooked on every [A] word, with singing his worries off his [F#m] chest.
[E] He'd just sing old songs of his [D] life, give him a [A] moment of your time and let him show you what it's [F#m] like.
And maybe [E] then he'd realize that this [D] fella has [A] more than just a passion and the stars in his [F#m] eyes.
I'm seeing [E] stars in my eyes, [D] I can [A] let them go.
[B] Every day I'm caught [E] daydreaming [D] out the [A] damn window.
I [F#m] wanna [E] make it big someday, [D] see my [A] name in the [F#m] lights.
So I'm ripping up these [E] lyrics and drinking all these [D] spirits, watching [A] flames ignite.
[Em] Shit.
[D] [Am] [G] [Em] [D] [C]
[G]
[N]
Key:
D
A
E
F#m
G
D
A
E
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] Original real voice, take one.
[G] Action.
_ _ _ [F#m] Sorry.
[E] _
_ _ [D] _ [A] _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [F#m] _ [E] _ _
_ [D] _ [A] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
[D] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ [E] _ _
[D] _ [A] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ [D] _
_ [A] _ _ [F#m] _ _ [E] _ _ [D] _
[A] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ [D] _
[A] _ _ [F#m] _ _ [E] _ _ [D] _ _
[A] _ _ See, we [E] all mean he wasn't anything [D] great, but as the months [A] went on he started playing shit [F#m] straight.
A broken [E] guitar and a warrior [D] voice like Frank Sinatra, [A] but this kid was [F#m] nice.
Melodies mixed [E] with emotions, he'd pour the milk, not [D] for the fame, [A] he'd explain, but for fulfilling his milk, he'd open up [E] with his songs.
[D] Hasn't a place to call home but [A] knows music is where he belongs, his world fades [E] away while he [D] embraces here.
He prays a brighter [A] day, but gets a taste of fear.
Through a rare talent, [E] nowadays in a greedy town,
[D] came a fella [A] that would amaze with a needed sound, and [F#m] he'd never [E] compromise.
See this fella [D] had the [A] flame in his stomach and the stars in his eyes.
See [F#m] them [E] stars in my eyes, [D] I can't [A] let them go.
Every [D#] day [E] I'm caught daydreaming, [A] out the dim window.
I'm gonna [E] make it big someday, [D] see my [A] name in the lights.
[F#m] So I'm ripping [E] up these lyrics and drinking all these spirits, [D] watching [A] flames ignite.
[F#m] Shit.
[E] And it was back [D] when the nights flew, [A] he was hot nowadays, he [F#m] didn't even look you.
[E] Came from nothing, made a name in the city, [D] now you're caught on [A] Biggie Smalls, a cute as all a dream.
[F#m] Flashbacks [E] of the time spent leading your crowd, [D] people [A] laughed as your songs played out in your gaff,
[F#m] and now they're hanging [E] on your every line.
About two, [D] they took [A] notice and it shined to this kid and his poem.
No more [E] knocking back points, hoping life improves.
[D] Coping, [A] no you should choose, you weren't born to lose.
[C#] See this [E] fella was the best, he'd have you [D] hooked on every [A] word, with singing his worries off his [F#m] chest.
[E] He'd just sing old songs of his [D] life, give him a [A] moment of your time and let him show you what it's [F#m] like.
And maybe [E] then he'd realize that this [D] fella has [A] more than just a passion and the stars in his [F#m] eyes.
I'm seeing [E] stars in my eyes, [D] I can [A] let them go.
[B] Every day I'm caught [E] daydreaming [D] out the [A] damn window.
I [F#m] wanna [E] make it big someday, [D] see my [A] name in the [F#m] lights.
So I'm ripping up these [E] lyrics and drinking all these [D] spirits, watching [A] flames ignite.
[Em] Shit.
[D] _ _ _ [Am] _ [G] _ _ _ [Em] _ [D] _ _ [C] _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ _ _ [A] Original real voice, take one.
[G] Action.
_ _ _ [F#m] Sorry.
[E] _
_ _ [D] _ [A] _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [F#m] _ [E] _ _
_ [D] _ [A] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
[D] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ [E] _ _
[D] _ [A] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ [D] _
_ [A] _ _ [F#m] _ _ [E] _ _ [D] _
[A] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ [D] _
[A] _ _ [F#m] _ _ [E] _ _ [D] _ _
[A] _ _ See, we [E] all mean he wasn't anything [D] great, but as the months [A] went on he started playing shit [F#m] straight.
A broken [E] guitar and a warrior [D] voice like Frank Sinatra, [A] but this kid was [F#m] nice.
Melodies mixed [E] with emotions, he'd pour the milk, not [D] for the fame, [A] he'd explain, but for fulfilling his milk, he'd open up [E] with his songs.
[D] Hasn't a place to call home but [A] knows music is where he belongs, his world fades [E] away while he [D] embraces here.
He prays a brighter [A] day, but gets a taste of fear.
Through a rare talent, [E] nowadays in a greedy town,
[D] came a fella [A] that would amaze with a needed sound, and [F#m] he'd never [E] compromise.
See this fella [D] had the [A] flame in his stomach and the stars in his eyes.
See [F#m] them [E] stars in my eyes, [D] I can't [A] let them go.
Every [D#] day [E] I'm caught daydreaming, [A] out the dim window.
I'm gonna [E] make it big someday, [D] see my [A] name in the lights.
[F#m] So I'm ripping [E] up these lyrics and drinking all these spirits, [D] watching [A] flames ignite.
[F#m] Shit.
[E] And it was back [D] when the nights flew, [A] he was hot nowadays, he [F#m] didn't even look you.
[E] Came from nothing, made a name in the city, [D] now you're caught on [A] Biggie Smalls, a cute as all a dream.
[F#m] Flashbacks [E] of the time spent leading your crowd, [D] people [A] laughed as your songs played out in your gaff,
[F#m] and now they're hanging [E] on your every line.
About two, [D] they took [A] notice and it shined to this kid and his poem.
No more [E] knocking back points, hoping life improves.
[D] Coping, [A] no you should choose, you weren't born to lose.
[C#] See this [E] fella was the best, he'd have you [D] hooked on every [A] word, with singing his worries off his [F#m] chest.
[E] He'd just sing old songs of his [D] life, give him a [A] moment of your time and let him show you what it's [F#m] like.
And maybe [E] then he'd realize that this [D] fella has [A] more than just a passion and the stars in his [F#m] eyes.
I'm seeing [E] stars in my eyes, [D] I can [A] let them go.
[B] Every day I'm caught [E] daydreaming [D] out the [A] damn window.
I [F#m] wanna [E] make it big someday, [D] see my [A] name in the [F#m] lights.
So I'm ripping up these [E] lyrics and drinking all these [D] spirits, watching [A] flames ignite.
[Em] Shit.
[D] _ _ _ [Am] _ [G] _ _ _ [Em] _ [D] _ _ [C] _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _