A Team taby ukulele według Ed Sheeran (Chwyty barytonu)

Intro: G, G, G, Gmaj7 



G
White lips, pale face

             (Gmaj7)  Em
Breathing in snowflakes

                   C6     G
Burnt lungs, sour taste

G
Light's gone, day's end

                  (Gmaj7)  Em
Struggling to pay rent

                      C6      G
Long nights, strange men



Amin7  
And they say

                         C
She's in the Class A Team

                       G
Stuck in her daydream

                               Bmin7
Been this way since eighteen

Amin7    
But lately her face seems

                         C
Slowly sinking, wasting

                         G
Crumbling like pastries


And they scream

      Bmin7
The worst things in life come free to us

                    Em                   C6
'Cause we're just under the upper hand

 G
And go mad for a couple grams

Em                                    C6         G
And she don't want to go outside tonight

Em                                              C6
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland

 G
Or sells love to another man

Em                
It's too cold outside

       C6          G
For angels to fly

Bmin7 Em    C6           G
                  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



Amin7  
And they say

                         C
She's in the Class A Team

                       G
Stuck in her daydream

                               Bmin7
Been this way since eighteen

Amin7    
But lately her face seems

                         C
Slowly sinking, wasting

                         G
Crumbling like pastries


And they scream

      Bmin7
The worst things in life come free to us

                    Em                   C6
'Cause we're just under the upper hand

 G
And go mad for a couple grams

Em                                    C6         G
And she don't want to go outside tonight

Em                                              C6
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland

 G
Or sells love to another man

Em                
It's too cold outside

       C6          G
For angels to fly

Bmin7 Em    C6           G
                  Angels to fly


An angel will die
Covered in white
Closed eye
And hoping for a better life
This time, we'll fade out tonight
Straight down the line


Amin7  
And they say

                         C
She's in the Class A Team

                       G
Stuck in her daydream

                               Bmin7
Been this way since eighteen

Amin7    
But lately her face seems

                         C
Slowly sinking, wasting

                         G
Crumbling like pastries


And they scream

      Bmin7
The worst things in life come free to us

                    Em                   C6
'Cause we're just under the upper hand

 G
And go mad for a couple grams

Em                                    C6         G
And she don't want to go outside tonight

Em                                              C6
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland

 G
Or sells love to another man

Em                
It's too cold outside

       C6          G
For angels to fly

Bmin7 Em    C6           G
                  Angels to fly

Em  C6  G       Bmin7
                   Angels to fly

Em  C6  G       Bmin7
                   To fly, fly

Em  C6  G       Bmin7
      For angels to fly, to fly, to fly

  Bmin7           G
For angels to die