Scoundrel Days

A-Ha

Tom: F

(Em9/B Em9 Em9+/Bb Gm/D Dm Gm Em9/B)
Was that somebody screaming
It wasn't me for sure
I lift my head up from uneasy pillows
Put my feet on the floor
Cut my wrist on a bad thought
And head for the door
(Em9/B Em9 Em9+/Bb Gm/D Dm Gm Em9/B)
Outside on the pavement
The dark makes no noise
I can feel the sweat on my lips
Leaking into my mouth
I'm heading out for the steep hills
They're leaving me no choice
    Em G D       Am               C G   D Am
And see...as our lives are in the making
    Em G D       Am               C G   D Am
We believe through the lies and the hating
     Am         Em
That love goes free
Em9/B
For want of an option
Em9
I run the wind round
Em9+/Bb
I dream pictures of houses burning
        Gm/D
Never knowing nothing else to do
F                    C
With death comes the morning
Gm
Unannounced and new
(Em9/B Em9 Em9+/Bb Gm/D Dm Gm Em9/B)
Was it too much to ask for
To pull a little weight
They forgive everything but greatness
These are scoundrel days
And I'm close to calling out their names
As pride hits my face
Em G D       Am               C G   D Am
See...as our lives are in the making
     Em G D       Am               C G   D
We believe through their lies and the hating
     Am        Gm F C Eb        Gm F C Eb
That love goes free  through scoundrel days
Gm F C Eb Gm F C Eb
(Em9/B Em9 Em9+/Bb Gm/D Dm Gm Em9/B)
I reach the edge of town
I've got blood in my hair
Their hands touch my body
From everywhere
But I know as I've made it
As I run into the air
Em G D       Am               C G   D Am
And see...as our lives are in the making
     Em G D       Am               C G   D Am
We believe through the lies and the hating
     Am        Em  G D Am C G D
That love goes free
        Am        Gm
Through scoundrel days

Obs: O riff inicial que acompanha as principais estrofes da música são tocados com um dedilhado baseado em apenas três/quatro cordas.


 Em9+/Bb
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