Ed Sheeran - The A Team Ukulele Chords
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Ukulele G chord diagram
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Ukulele Em chord diagram
Ukulele C chord diagram
Ukulele Am chord diagram
[Opening]
[G] [G] [D] [Em] [C] [G]
[G]White lips, pale face, breathing in [D]snowfl[Em]akes.
Burnt lungs, [C]sour [G]taste, [G]light’s gone, day’s end.
Struggling to [D]pay [Em]rent, long nights, st[C]range [G]men.
[chorus]
And [Am]they say, she’s in the Class [C]A Team.
Stuck in her day[G]dream, been this way since [D]18.
But lately her [Am]face seems, slowly sinking, [C]wasting.
Crumbling like [G]pastries, and they scream.
The [D]worst things in life come free to us.
[chorus]
‘Cause we’re [Em]just under the [C]upperhand, [G]and go mad for a couple grams.
[Em]And she don’t want to [C]go out[G]side tonight.
And in a [Em]pipe she flies to the [C]Motherland.
[G]Or sells love to another man, [Em]it’s too [C]cold out[G]side.
For angels to [Em]fly. [C] [G]
Angels to [Em]fly… [C] [G]
[section 2]
[G]Ripped gloves, raincoat, tried to swim and [D]stay af[Em]loat.
Dry house, [C]wet [G]clothes, [G]loose change, bank notes.
Weary-eyed, [D]dry [Em]throat, call girl, [C]no [G]phone.
[chorus]
And [Am]they say, she’s in the Class [C]A Team.
Stuck in her day[G]dream, been this way since [D]18.
But lately her [Am]face seems, slowly sinking, [C]wasting.
Crumbling like [G]pastries, and they scream.
The [D]worst things in life come free to us.
[chorus]
‘Cause we’re [Em]just under the [C]upperhand, [G]and go mad for a couple grams.
[Em]And she don’t want to [C]go out[G]side tonight.
And in a [Em]pipe she flies to the [C]Motherland.
[G]Or sells love to another man, [Em]it’s too [C]cold out[G]side.
For angels to [Em]fly. [C] [G]
[Closing]
[Am]An angel will [C]die, bovered in [Em]white.
Closed eye, and hoping [G]for a better life.
[Am]This time, we’ll fade out [C]tonight.
Straight down the [Em]line. [C] [G]
[chorus]
And [Am]they say, she’s in the Class [C]A Team.
Stuck in her day[G]dream, been this way since [D]18.
But lately her [Am]face seems, slowly sinking, [C]wasting.
Crumbling like [G]pastries, and they scream.
The [D]worst things in life come free to us.
[chorus]
‘Cause we’re [Em]just under the [C]upperhand, [G]and go mad for a couple grams.
[Em]And she don’t want to [C]go out[G]side tonight.
And in a [Em]pipe she flies to the [C]Motherland.
[G]Or sells love to another man, [Em]it’s too [C]cold out[G]side.
For angels to [Em]fly. [C] [G]
Angels to [Em]fly… [C] [G]
To [Em]fly, [C] [G]fly…
Angels to [Em]fly, to [C]fly, to [G]fly.
An[D]gels to [G]die.