ED  SHEERAN   GUITAR  LESSON

 

 

 

 

              

        

 

 

        

THE A TEAM                             Ed Sheeran

 

G                   /              G/f#               Em

White lips, pale face, breathing in snowflakes

   C                  G                  /        /

Burnt lungs, sour taste

G                        /              G/f#                Em

Light’s gone, day’s end, struggling to pay rent

   C                      G                  /       /2

Long nights, strange men

 

 

 

         Am7                  /                   C                /                       G

And they say she’s in the Class A Team, stuck in her daydream

    /                              D               /            Am7                /                       C

Been this way since 18, but lately her face seems, slowly sinking, wasting

    /                         G                    /                          D                                        /

Crumbling like pastries, and they scream the worst things in life come free to us

          Em                           C                G                                     /                  

we’re just under the upperhand,           and go mad for a couple of grams

         Em                   C                         G            D

And she don’t want to go outside tonight

                Em                             C                         G                      /

And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland, or sells love to another man

Em              C        G                D            Em  C  G          

It’s too cold outside for angels to fly,         

        D            Em  C  G                

for angels to fly

 

 

 

Ripped gloves, raincoat, tried to swim and stay afloat

Dry house, wet clothes

Loose change, bank notes, weary-eyed, dry throat

Call girl, no phone

 

 

 

And they say she’s in Been this way since 18, but lately her face seems, slowly

 

 

 

       G              C3                     Em

An angel will die, covered in white

       G                       /                            C

Closed eye and hoping for a better life

                                             G                                       /    

This time, we’ll fade out tonight, straight down the line

 

 

 

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