Chords for George Michael - You have been Loved + 'Lyrics on Screen' R.I.P.
Tempo:
68.5 bpm
Chords used:
Am
B
D
F
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Am]
[Bm] [B] [Em]
[Am]
[D] [Am]
[B] [Em]
[Am] She takes the back road and the lane,
the school that has not changed in all this time.
She thinks of when the boy was young,
all the battles she [B] had won,
[Em] just to give him [Am] life.
That man, she loved that man
for all his [D] [Am] life.
And now we need to take him flowers
and only God [B] knows why.
[Em]
[D] For what's the use of pressing [B] palms
when children play in mother's [F#m] arms?
It's a cruel world [F] with so much to lose.
[D] And what we [B] have to [B] learn,
[E] we rarely choose.
[D] So [Gm] it's God who took her [D] son,
[Dm] he cannot be [E] the one living in [Am] her mind.
[Dm] Take [G] care, my [Am] love, she said.
[F] [G] Don't think that [Am] God is dead.
[Dm] Take [G] care, my [Am] love, she said.
[F] You [G] have been [C] loved.
[Am] [Am]
[D]
[Am] If I was weak, forgive me.
I was terrified.
You brushed my hands with angels' wings,
full [B] of love,
the [Em] kind that makes devils cry.
So [Am] these days, my life has changed,
and I'll be [D] [Am] fine.
But she just sits and counts the hours,
searching [B] for her crime.
[Em]
[D] So what's the use of [B] pressing palms
if you want to keep such love [F#m] from harm?
It's a cruel [F] world, you've so much to [D] prove.
And [B] heaven help the ones [E] who wait for you.
[Am] [Gm] I've no daughters, I've no [D] sons.
[Dm] Guess I'm the [E] only one living in [A] my [Am] life.
[F] [G] Take care, my [Am] love, he said.
[F] [G] Don't think [Am] that God is dead.
[F] [G] Take care, [Am] my love, he said.
[F] [G] You have [C] been loved.
[Bm] [B] [Em]
[Am]
[D] [Am]
[B] [Em]
[Am] She takes the back road and the lane,
the school that has not changed in all this time.
She thinks of when the boy was young,
all the battles she [B] had won,
[Em] just to give him [Am] life.
That man, she loved that man
for all his [D] [Am] life.
And now we need to take him flowers
and only God [B] knows why.
[Em]
[D] For what's the use of pressing [B] palms
when children play in mother's [F#m] arms?
It's a cruel world [F] with so much to lose.
[D] And what we [B] have to [B] learn,
[E] we rarely choose.
[D] So [Gm] it's God who took her [D] son,
[Dm] he cannot be [E] the one living in [Am] her mind.
[Dm] Take [G] care, my [Am] love, she said.
[F] [G] Don't think that [Am] God is dead.
[Dm] Take [G] care, my [Am] love, she said.
[F] You [G] have been [C] loved.
[Am] [Am]
[D]
[Am] If I was weak, forgive me.
I was terrified.
You brushed my hands with angels' wings,
full [B] of love,
the [Em] kind that makes devils cry.
So [Am] these days, my life has changed,
and I'll be [D] [Am] fine.
But she just sits and counts the hours,
searching [B] for her crime.
[Em]
[D] So what's the use of [B] pressing palms
if you want to keep such love [F#m] from harm?
It's a cruel [F] world, you've so much to [D] prove.
And [B] heaven help the ones [E] who wait for you.
[Am] [Gm] I've no daughters, I've no [D] sons.
[Dm] Guess I'm the [E] only one living in [A] my [Am] life.
[F] [G] Take care, my [Am] love, he said.
[F] [G] Don't think [Am] that God is dead.
[F] [G] Take care, [Am] my love, he said.
[F] [G] You have [C] been loved.
Key:
Am
B
D
F
G
Am
B
D
_ _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bm] _ [B] _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ [Am] She takes the back road and the lane,
the school that has not changed in all this time. _ _
_ She thinks of when the boy was young,
all the battles she [B] had won,
_ [Em] just to give him [Am] life.
That man, she loved that man
_ _ for all his [D] [Am] life. _
_ And now we need to take him flowers
and only God [B] knows why.
_ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ [D] For what's the use of pressing [B] palms
when children play in mother's [F#m] arms?
It's a cruel world [F] with so much to lose.
[D] _ And what we [B] have to [B] learn,
_ [E] we rarely choose. _ _ _
_ [D] So [Gm] it's God who took her [D] son,
[Dm] he cannot be [E] the one living in [Am] her mind. _
_ [Dm] Take [G] care, my [Am] love, she said. _
_ [F] _ [G] Don't think that [Am] God is dead. _
_ [Dm] Take [G] care, my [Am] love, she said. _
[F] You [G] have been [C] loved. _
_ [Am] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ [Am] _ _ If I was weak, forgive me.
_ I was terrified. _
_ You brushed my hands with angels' wings,
full [B] of love,
the [Em] kind that makes devils cry.
So [Am] these days, my life has _ changed,
and I'll be [D] [Am] fine.
But she just sits and counts the hours,
searching [B] for her crime.
[Em] _ _ _
_ [D] So what's the use of [B] pressing palms
if you want to keep such love [F#m] from harm?
It's a cruel [F] world, you've so much to [D] prove.
And [B] heaven help the ones [E] who _ wait for you. _ _
_ [Am] _ [Gm] I've no daughters, I've no [D] sons.
[Dm] Guess I'm the [E] only one living in [A] my [Am] life. _
_ [F] _ [G] Take care, my [Am] love, he said.
_ [F] _ [G] Don't think [Am] that God is dead.
_ [F] _ [G] Take care, [Am] my love, he said.
_ [F] _ [G] You have [C] been loved. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bm] _ [B] _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ [Am] She takes the back road and the lane,
the school that has not changed in all this time. _ _
_ She thinks of when the boy was young,
all the battles she [B] had won,
_ [Em] just to give him [Am] life.
That man, she loved that man
_ _ for all his [D] [Am] life. _
_ And now we need to take him flowers
and only God [B] knows why.
_ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ [D] For what's the use of pressing [B] palms
when children play in mother's [F#m] arms?
It's a cruel world [F] with so much to lose.
[D] _ And what we [B] have to [B] learn,
_ [E] we rarely choose. _ _ _
_ [D] So [Gm] it's God who took her [D] son,
[Dm] he cannot be [E] the one living in [Am] her mind. _
_ [Dm] Take [G] care, my [Am] love, she said. _
_ [F] _ [G] Don't think that [Am] God is dead. _
_ [Dm] Take [G] care, my [Am] love, she said. _
[F] You [G] have been [C] loved. _
_ [Am] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ [Am] _ _ If I was weak, forgive me.
_ I was terrified. _
_ You brushed my hands with angels' wings,
full [B] of love,
the [Em] kind that makes devils cry.
So [Am] these days, my life has _ changed,
and I'll be [D] [Am] fine.
But she just sits and counts the hours,
searching [B] for her crime.
[Em] _ _ _
_ [D] So what's the use of [B] pressing palms
if you want to keep such love [F#m] from harm?
It's a cruel [F] world, you've so much to [D] prove.
And [B] heaven help the ones [E] who _ wait for you. _ _
_ [Am] _ [Gm] I've no daughters, I've no [D] sons.
[Dm] Guess I'm the [E] only one living in [A] my [Am] life. _
_ [F] _ [G] Take care, my [Am] love, he said.
_ [F] _ [G] Don't think [Am] that God is dead.
_ [F] _ [G] Take care, [Am] my love, he said.
_ [F] _ [G] You have [C] been loved. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _