Chords for Bruce Springsteen - Magic - You'll Be Comin' Down
Tempo:
112.3 bpm
Chords used:
F#
B
E
A
C#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[B]
My world is misty blue [E] eyes, buried in the morning's [F#] northern dark gray [B] skies.
A cup of coffee and a heart shot coming [E] through,
to get your [B] body [F#] going daisy gray [E] blue.
You smile and [F#] laugh, but you'll find [B] out,
the easier this [E] is to have now.
Your head's spinning [F#] in diamonds and [B] clouds,
but pretty soon it [F#] turns [E] out,
you'll be coming [F#] down now baby,
[B] you'll be coming [E] down.
A cold rabbit [F#] comes around [B] and,
he'll be coming [E] down.
[B]
Meets a street of quick buck and trimmed [E] line,
smiles the same as [F#] his tough skittish blue [B] skies.
A silver plate of pearls, my golden [E] child,
[F#] it's all yours, at least for a little [E] while.
You'll be [F#] fine as long as your pretty face holds [B] out,
then it's gonna [E] be pretty [B] cold [E] out.
And if the [B] street [F#] stars shoot in [B] by,
you got your hope [F#] on high.
[E] You'll be coming [F#] down now [B]
baby,
you'll be coming [E] down.
A cold rabbit [F#] comes around [B] and,
he'll be coming [E] down.
[A] For a while you'll go sparkling [E] by,
just to love that pretty thing on [C#] high.
[F#]
[D#m] [F#] [B] [F#]
[B] [F#]
[C#] [F#] [F#m] [A]
[E]
[F#]
[B] Like a thief on a Sunday morning,
[E] it all [F#] falls apart with no [B] warning.
Shedding the skies with candy apple [E] cream,
the fresh metal [F#] the earthly finds.
[E] You'll be coming [F#] down now [B] baby,
you'll be coming [E] down.
A cold rabbit [F#] comes around [B] and,
he'll be coming [E] down.
You'll be coming [F#] down now baby,
[B] you'll be coming [E] down.
A cold [F#] rabbit comes around and,
[B] Here we come, [E] India!
[B]
[E] [B]
[N]
My world is misty blue [E] eyes, buried in the morning's [F#] northern dark gray [B] skies.
A cup of coffee and a heart shot coming [E] through,
to get your [B] body [F#] going daisy gray [E] blue.
You smile and [F#] laugh, but you'll find [B] out,
the easier this [E] is to have now.
Your head's spinning [F#] in diamonds and [B] clouds,
but pretty soon it [F#] turns [E] out,
you'll be coming [F#] down now baby,
[B] you'll be coming [E] down.
A cold rabbit [F#] comes around [B] and,
he'll be coming [E] down.
[B]
Meets a street of quick buck and trimmed [E] line,
smiles the same as [F#] his tough skittish blue [B] skies.
A silver plate of pearls, my golden [E] child,
[F#] it's all yours, at least for a little [E] while.
You'll be [F#] fine as long as your pretty face holds [B] out,
then it's gonna [E] be pretty [B] cold [E] out.
And if the [B] street [F#] stars shoot in [B] by,
you got your hope [F#] on high.
[E] You'll be coming [F#] down now [B]
baby,
you'll be coming [E] down.
A cold rabbit [F#] comes around [B] and,
he'll be coming [E] down.
[A] For a while you'll go sparkling [E] by,
just to love that pretty thing on [C#] high.
[F#]
[D#m] [F#] [B] [F#]
[B] [F#]
[C#] [F#] [F#m] [A]
[E]
[F#]
[B] Like a thief on a Sunday morning,
[E] it all [F#] falls apart with no [B] warning.
Shedding the skies with candy apple [E] cream,
the fresh metal [F#] the earthly finds.
[E] You'll be coming [F#] down now [B] baby,
you'll be coming [E] down.
A cold rabbit [F#] comes around [B] and,
he'll be coming [E] down.
You'll be coming [F#] down now baby,
[B] you'll be coming [E] down.
A cold [F#] rabbit comes around and,
[B] Here we come, [E] India!
[B]
[E] [B]
[N]
Key:
F#
B
E
A
C#
F#
B
E
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
My world is _ misty blue [E] eyes, buried in the morning's [F#] northern dark gray [B] skies.
A cup of coffee and a heart shot coming [E] through,
to get your [B] body [F#] going daisy gray [E] blue.
You smile and [F#] laugh, but you'll find [B] out,
the easier this [E] is to have now.
Your head's spinning [F#] in diamonds and [B] clouds,
but pretty soon it [F#] turns _ [E] out,
you'll be coming [F#] down now baby,
[B] _ you'll be coming [E] down. _ _
A cold rabbit [F#] comes around [B] and,
he'll be coming [E] _ down.
[B] _
_ Meets a street of quick buck and trimmed [E] line,
smiles the same as [F#] his tough skittish blue [B] skies.
A silver plate of pearls, my golden [E] child,
[F#] it's all yours, at least for a little [E] while.
You'll be [F#] fine as long as your pretty face holds [B] out,
then it's gonna [E] be pretty [B] cold [E] out.
And if the [B] street [F#] stars shoot in [B] by,
you got your hope [F#] on _ high.
[E] _ You'll be coming [F#] down now [B]
baby,
you'll be coming [E] _ down. _
A cold rabbit [F#] comes around [B] and,
he'll be coming [E] down. _ _
[A] _ For a while you'll go sparkling [E] by,
just to love that pretty thing on [C#] high.
_ [F#] _ _ _ _
_ _ [D#m] _ [F#] _ [B] _ _ _ [F#] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ [F#] _
_ [C#] _ [F#] _ [F#m] _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ Like a thief on a Sunday morning,
[E] _ it all [F#] falls apart with no [B] warning.
Shedding the skies with candy apple [E] cream,
the fresh metal [F#] the earthly finds.
[E] _ You'll be coming [F#] down now [B] baby,
you'll be coming [E] down. _ _
_ A cold rabbit [F#] comes around [B] and,
he'll be coming [E] down. _ _
_ You'll be coming [F#] down now baby,
[B] you'll be coming [E] _ down. _
_ A cold [F#] rabbit comes around and,
[B] Here we come, [E] India! _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
My world is _ misty blue [E] eyes, buried in the morning's [F#] northern dark gray [B] skies.
A cup of coffee and a heart shot coming [E] through,
to get your [B] body [F#] going daisy gray [E] blue.
You smile and [F#] laugh, but you'll find [B] out,
the easier this [E] is to have now.
Your head's spinning [F#] in diamonds and [B] clouds,
but pretty soon it [F#] turns _ [E] out,
you'll be coming [F#] down now baby,
[B] _ you'll be coming [E] down. _ _
A cold rabbit [F#] comes around [B] and,
he'll be coming [E] _ down.
[B] _
_ Meets a street of quick buck and trimmed [E] line,
smiles the same as [F#] his tough skittish blue [B] skies.
A silver plate of pearls, my golden [E] child,
[F#] it's all yours, at least for a little [E] while.
You'll be [F#] fine as long as your pretty face holds [B] out,
then it's gonna [E] be pretty [B] cold [E] out.
And if the [B] street [F#] stars shoot in [B] by,
you got your hope [F#] on _ high.
[E] _ You'll be coming [F#] down now [B]
baby,
you'll be coming [E] _ down. _
A cold rabbit [F#] comes around [B] and,
he'll be coming [E] down. _ _
[A] _ For a while you'll go sparkling [E] by,
just to love that pretty thing on [C#] high.
_ [F#] _ _ _ _
_ _ [D#m] _ [F#] _ [B] _ _ _ [F#] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ [F#] _
_ [C#] _ [F#] _ [F#m] _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ Like a thief on a Sunday morning,
[E] _ it all [F#] falls apart with no [B] warning.
Shedding the skies with candy apple [E] cream,
the fresh metal [F#] the earthly finds.
[E] _ You'll be coming [F#] down now [B] baby,
you'll be coming [E] down. _ _
_ A cold rabbit [F#] comes around [B] and,
he'll be coming [E] down. _ _
_ You'll be coming [F#] down now baby,
[B] you'll be coming [E] _ down. _
_ A cold [F#] rabbit comes around and,
[B] Here we come, [E] India! _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _