The A Team taby ukulele według Ed Sheeran (Chwyty barytonu)

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-Capo on fret 2 to match the original key of the song.

G  G  G  G D Em  C  G  G

G
White lips, pale face,
                  D   Em
Breathing in snowflakes,
        C              G
Burnt lungs, sour taste.
G
Light's gone, day's end
G               D   Em
Struggling to pay rent,
          C             G
Long nights, strange men.

       Am                        C
And they say she's in the Class A Team,
                 G
Stuck in her daydream,
                     D                 Am
Been this way since 18, but lately her face seems
                  C
Slowly sinking, wasting
               G
Crumbling like pastries

And they scream
    D
The worst things in life come free to us,
           Em            C       
Coz we're just under the upper hand
G
And go mad for a couple of grams
Em                    C         G
And she don't want to go outside tonight
           Em                  C
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland
G
Or sells love to another man,
Em         C        G
It's too cold outside
G              Em    C    G
For angels to fly
G              Em    C    G
Angels to fly

G
Ripped gloves, and raincoat,
G                  D     Em
Tried to swim and stay afloat,
        C           G 
Dry house, wet clothes.
G
Loose change, bank notes,
G            D   Em
Weary-eyed, dry throat,
         C         G
Call girl, no phone.


      Am                        C
And they say she's in the Class A Team,
                G
Stuck in her daydream,
                    D                  Am
Been this way since 18, but lately her face seems
                  C
Slowly sinking, wasting,
                 G
Crumbling like pastries,

And they scream,
      D
The worst things in life come free to us,
           Em            C       
Coz we're just under the upper hand,
G
And go mad for a couple of grams,
Em                    C         G
And she don't want to go outside tonight,

         Em                    C
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland,
G
Or sells love to another man,
Em         C         G
It's too cold outside,
G                Am
For angels to fly,
Am               C
An angel will die.

               G            
Covered in white,
          G
Closed eye,
G                        D  
And hoping for a better life,
Am                              C
This time, we'll fade out tonight
C                   
Straight down the line

Em  C  G  G   Em  D  G  G


Am                             C
And they say she's in the Class A Team,
                G
Stuck in her daydream,
                    D                  Am
Been this way since 18, but lately her face seems
                  C
Slowly sinking, wasting,
                G
Crumbling like pastries

And they scream,
D
The worst things in life come free to us,
          Em             C       
Coz we're just under the upper hand,
G
And go mad for a couple of grams,
Em                    C         G
And she don't want to go outside tonight,
       Em                       C
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland,
G 
Or sells love to another man
Em          C         G
It's too cold outside,
G              Em   C   G
For angels to fly
G          Em   C   G      
Angels to fly

    Em  C  G
To fly, fly
          Em       D        G
Angels to fly, to fly, to fly
G           G
Angels to die.