Chords for A-ha Scoundrel Days
Tempo:
78.1 bpm
Chords used:
G
D
Gm
Em
Am
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Gb]
Was that somebody screaming?
It wasn't me for sure.
[Gm] I lift my head up from an easy pillow, put my feet on the floor,
[D] Cut my wrist on a bad thought,
[Gm] Head for the door,
[Gb] Outside on the pavement,
[B] The dark makes no noise,
[F] I can feel sweat on my lips,
[Dm] leaking into my mouth.
[D] I'm heading out for the steep hills,
[Gm] Leaving me no choice.
[B] [Bm]
[Em] I'm singing,
[G] [D] [Am] I'm [C] [G] [D] [Am]
[Em] [G] [D] [Am]
[C] [G] breathing,
[E] [Am] The love [Em] comes free.
[Bm] All I want's an auction,
[Em] I run the wind around,
[Bb] I dream pictures of houses spurned,
But [Gm] you never know when nothing is to do,
[F] With death [C] comes the morning,
[Gm] Unannounced and new.
[B] Was it too [G] much, I was born,
[Em] To borrow it's own weight?
[Bb] They forgive everything but [Gm] greatness,
These are scoundrel days,
[D] I'm close to calling out their [Gm] names,
As pride hits my [Db] face.
[Bm] The love [Em] comes [G]
[D] free.
[Am] [C] [G]
[D] All [Am] I [Em] [G]
[D] [Am] [C] [G]
[E] [Gm] want's
[Em] [Eb] [Gm] [G]
[E] [Eb] [Gm] [Bb]
[E] [Eb] [Gm] [Bb]
[E] [G] [B] an [Bm] auction,
[Em] I run the wind around,
[Bb] I dream pictures
[Gm] of houses spurned,
[D] But you never know when nothing is to do,
To borrow [Gm] it's own weight?
These are scoundrel days,
As pride hits my face.
As I run into the air.
[B]
[Bm] Yet [Em] [G]
[D] [Am] [C] [G]
again,
[D] [Am] [Em] [G]
[D] [Am] [C] [G] Hades
[D] [Em] Comes free.
[G]
[D] [C] [G]
[D] [Am] These are [G] scoundrel days.
[N]
Was that somebody screaming?
It wasn't me for sure.
[Gm] I lift my head up from an easy pillow, put my feet on the floor,
[D] Cut my wrist on a bad thought,
[Gm] Head for the door,
[Gb] Outside on the pavement,
[B] The dark makes no noise,
[F] I can feel sweat on my lips,
[Dm] leaking into my mouth.
[D] I'm heading out for the steep hills,
[Gm] Leaving me no choice.
[B] [Bm]
[Em] I'm singing,
[G] [D] [Am] I'm [C] [G] [D] [Am]
[Em] [G] [D] [Am]
[C] [G] breathing,
[E] [Am] The love [Em] comes free.
[Bm] All I want's an auction,
[Em] I run the wind around,
[Bb] I dream pictures of houses spurned,
But [Gm] you never know when nothing is to do,
[F] With death [C] comes the morning,
[Gm] Unannounced and new.
[B] Was it too [G] much, I was born,
[Em] To borrow it's own weight?
[Bb] They forgive everything but [Gm] greatness,
These are scoundrel days,
[D] I'm close to calling out their [Gm] names,
As pride hits my [Db] face.
[Bm] The love [Em] comes [G]
[D] free.
[Am] [C] [G]
[D] All [Am] I [Em] [G]
[D] [Am] [C] [G]
[E] [Gm] want's
[Em] [Eb] [Gm] [G]
[E] [Eb] [Gm] [Bb]
[E] [Eb] [Gm] [Bb]
[E] [G] [B] an [Bm] auction,
[Em] I run the wind around,
[Bb] I dream pictures
[Gm] of houses spurned,
[D] But you never know when nothing is to do,
To borrow [Gm] it's own weight?
These are scoundrel days,
As pride hits my face.
As I run into the air.
[B]
[Bm] Yet [Em] [G]
[D] [Am] [C] [G]
again,
[D] [Am] [Em] [G]
[D] [Am] [C] [G] Hades
[D] [Em] Comes free.
[G]
[D] [C] [G]
[D] [Am] These are [G] scoundrel days.
[N]
Key:
G
D
Gm
Em
Am
G
D
Gm
_ _ [Gb] _ _ _ _ _ _
Was that somebody screaming?
It wasn't me for sure.
[Gm] I lift my head up from an easy pillow, put my feet on the floor,
_ [D] Cut my wrist on a bad thought,
[Gm] Head for the door,
_ [Gb] Outside on the pavement,
_ [B] The dark makes no noise,
_ [F] I can feel sweat on my lips,
[Dm] leaking into my mouth.
[D] I'm heading out for the steep hills,
[Gm] Leaving me no choice.
[B] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
[Em] I'm singing,
[G] _ _ [D] _ [Am] I'm _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ [Am] _
_ [Em] _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ [Am] _
_ [C] _ _ [G] breathing,
[E] _ [Am] The love [Em] comes free.
_ _ [Bm] All I want's an auction,
_ [Em] I run the wind around,
[Bb] I dream pictures of houses spurned,
But [Gm] you never know when nothing is to do,
[F] With death [C] comes the morning,
_ [Gm] _ Unannounced and new.
[B] Was it too [G] much, I was born,
[Em] To borrow it's own weight?
_ [Bb] They forgive everything but [Gm] greatness,
These are scoundrel days,
[D] I'm close to calling out their [Gm] names,
As pride hits my _ [Db] face. _
_ [Bm] The love [Em] comes _ [G] _
[D] free.
_ [Am] _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _
_ [D] All [Am] I _ [Em] _ _ [G] _
_ [D] _ _ [Am] _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _
_ [E] _ _ _ [Gm] want's _ _
_ [Em] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Gm] _ _ [G] _
_ [E] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Gm] _ _ [Bb] _
_ [E] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Gm] _ _ [Bb] _
_ [E] _ _ [G] _ _ [B] an [Bm] auction,
[Em] I run the wind around,
_ [Bb] I dream pictures _
_ [Gm] of houses spurned,
_ [D] But you never know when nothing is to do,
To borrow [Gm] it's own weight?
These are scoundrel days,
As pride hits my face.
As I run into the air.
[B] _ _ _
_ [Bm] _ Yet _ [Em] _ _ [G] _
_ [D] _ _ [Am] _ _ [C] _ _ [G]
again,
[D] _ _ [Am] _ _ [Em] _ _ [G] _
_ [D] _ _ [Am] _ _ [C] _ [G] Hades
_ [D] _ _ [Em] Comes free.
[G] _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _
_ [D] _ [Am] These are [G] scoundrel days. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
Was that somebody screaming?
It wasn't me for sure.
[Gm] I lift my head up from an easy pillow, put my feet on the floor,
_ [D] Cut my wrist on a bad thought,
[Gm] Head for the door,
_ [Gb] Outside on the pavement,
_ [B] The dark makes no noise,
_ [F] I can feel sweat on my lips,
[Dm] leaking into my mouth.
[D] I'm heading out for the steep hills,
[Gm] Leaving me no choice.
[B] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
[Em] I'm singing,
[G] _ _ [D] _ [Am] I'm _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ [Am] _
_ [Em] _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ [Am] _
_ [C] _ _ [G] breathing,
[E] _ [Am] The love [Em] comes free.
_ _ [Bm] All I want's an auction,
_ [Em] I run the wind around,
[Bb] I dream pictures of houses spurned,
But [Gm] you never know when nothing is to do,
[F] With death [C] comes the morning,
_ [Gm] _ Unannounced and new.
[B] Was it too [G] much, I was born,
[Em] To borrow it's own weight?
_ [Bb] They forgive everything but [Gm] greatness,
These are scoundrel days,
[D] I'm close to calling out their [Gm] names,
As pride hits my _ [Db] face. _
_ [Bm] The love [Em] comes _ [G] _
[D] free.
_ [Am] _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _
_ [D] All [Am] I _ [Em] _ _ [G] _
_ [D] _ _ [Am] _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _
_ [E] _ _ _ [Gm] want's _ _
_ [Em] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Gm] _ _ [G] _
_ [E] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Gm] _ _ [Bb] _
_ [E] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Gm] _ _ [Bb] _
_ [E] _ _ [G] _ _ [B] an [Bm] auction,
[Em] I run the wind around,
_ [Bb] I dream pictures _
_ [Gm] of houses spurned,
_ [D] But you never know when nothing is to do,
To borrow [Gm] it's own weight?
These are scoundrel days,
As pride hits my face.
As I run into the air.
[B] _ _ _
_ [Bm] _ Yet _ [Em] _ _ [G] _
_ [D] _ _ [Am] _ _ [C] _ _ [G]
again,
[D] _ _ [Am] _ _ [Em] _ _ [G] _
_ [D] _ _ [Am] _ _ [C] _ [G] Hades
_ [D] _ _ [Em] Comes free.
[G] _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _
_ [D] _ [Am] These are [G] scoundrel days. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _