Chords for Joy Crookes - London Mine (Official Video)
Tempo:
129.45 bpm
Chords used:
D
F#m
Em
A
F#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F#m]
[Em]
[F#m]
[D]
[F#m]
[D]
[A]
[D]
[F#m]
[Em] Only wait the cold, cause this city don't talk for [A] no one.
[D] Hopeless, roaming around [F#m] in the moment.
Streets that are tailored [Em] to no one.
[Em] But that's what makes London [A] mine.
[D] Hopeless, lost in the fear [F#m] of the open.
A world that appears [Em] to be broken.
But that's what makes London [A] mine.
[D] Orange haze from streetlight, down Madeira I go.
[F#m] I've been fooled by the tone of the cannons and roads.
[Em] While the backstreet drama don't get picked up by [A] the sun.
[D] Hopeless, roaming around [F#m] in the moment.
Streets that are tailored [Em] to no one.
But that's what makes London [A] mine.
[D] Hopeless, lost in the fear [F#m] of the open.
A world that appears [Em] to be broken.
But that's what makes London [A] mine.
I'm never [D] gonna give you up.
I'm never [F#m] gonna give you up.
No, I'm never [Em] gonna give you up.
[A] Even if.
I'm hopeless, [D]
roaming around [F#m] in the moment.
Streets that are tailored [Bm] to no one.
But that's what makes [A] London mine.
[D] If I'm hopeless, lost in the fear of the open.
A world that appears [Em] to be broken.
But that's what makes London [A] mine.
I'm the one that [D] makes London mine.
I'm the one that [F#] makes London mine.
Oh, I know [F#] that's [Em] what makes mine.
Oh, I know that's [A] what makes mine.
Oh, I know that's [D] what makes mine.
Oh, I know that's [F#m] what makes mine.
Oh, I know [Fm] that's [Em] what makes mine.
Oh, I know that's [D] what makes mine.
[A]
[D]
[Em]
[F#m]
[D]
[F#m]
[D]
[A]
[D]
[F#m]
[Em] Only wait the cold, cause this city don't talk for [A] no one.
[D] Hopeless, roaming around [F#m] in the moment.
Streets that are tailored [Em] to no one.
[Em] But that's what makes London [A] mine.
[D] Hopeless, lost in the fear [F#m] of the open.
A world that appears [Em] to be broken.
But that's what makes London [A] mine.
[D] Orange haze from streetlight, down Madeira I go.
[F#m] I've been fooled by the tone of the cannons and roads.
[Em] While the backstreet drama don't get picked up by [A] the sun.
[D] Hopeless, roaming around [F#m] in the moment.
Streets that are tailored [Em] to no one.
But that's what makes London [A] mine.
[D] Hopeless, lost in the fear [F#m] of the open.
A world that appears [Em] to be broken.
But that's what makes London [A] mine.
I'm never [D] gonna give you up.
I'm never [F#m] gonna give you up.
No, I'm never [Em] gonna give you up.
[A] Even if.
I'm hopeless, [D]
roaming around [F#m] in the moment.
Streets that are tailored [Bm] to no one.
But that's what makes [A] London mine.
[D] If I'm hopeless, lost in the fear of the open.
A world that appears [Em] to be broken.
But that's what makes London [A] mine.
I'm the one that [D] makes London mine.
I'm the one that [F#] makes London mine.
Oh, I know [F#] that's [Em] what makes mine.
Oh, I know that's [A] what makes mine.
Oh, I know that's [D] what makes mine.
Oh, I know that's [F#m] what makes mine.
Oh, I know [Fm] that's [Em] what makes mine.
Oh, I know that's [D] what makes mine.
[A]
[D]
Key:
D
F#m
Em
A
F#
D
F#m
Em
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_ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
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[Em] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ _ _ _ _
[Em] Only wait the cold, cause this city don't talk for [A] no one. _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ Hopeless, _ _ roaming around [F#m] in the moment.
_ _ Streets that are tailored [Em] to no one.
[Em] But that's what makes London [A] mine. _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ Hopeless, _ _ lost in the fear [F#m] of the open.
A _ world that appears [Em] to be broken.
_ But that's what makes London [A] mine. _
_ _ _ _ _
[D] Orange haze from streetlight, down Madeira I go.
[F#m] I've been fooled by the tone of the cannons and roads.
[Em] While the backstreet drama don't get picked up by [A] the sun. _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ Hopeless, _ _ roaming around [F#m] in the moment.
_ _ Streets that are tailored [Em] to no one.
_ But that's what makes London [A] mine. _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ Hopeless, _ _ lost in the fear [F#m] of the open.
_ A world that appears [Em] to be broken.
_ But that's what makes London [A] mine. _
_ _ _ I'm never [D] gonna give you up. _
I'm never [F#m] gonna give you up.
No, I'm never [Em] gonna give you up.
_ _ _ [A] Even _ if. _ _ _
I'm hopeless, [D] _ _
roaming around [F#m] in the moment.
_ _ Streets that are tailored [Bm] to no one.
But that's what makes [A] London mine. _
_ _ _ [D] _ If I'm _ hopeless, _ lost in the fear of the open.
_ A world that appears [Em] to be broken.
_ But that's what makes London [A] mine. _
_ _ I'm the one that [D] makes London _ mine. _
I'm the one that [F#] makes London _ mine.
Oh, I know [F#] that's [Em] what makes mine. _ _
Oh, I know that's [A] what makes mine.
_ _ Oh, I know that's [D] what makes mine. _ _ _
Oh, I know that's [F#m] what makes mine.
_ _ Oh, I know [Fm] that's [Em] what makes mine. _ _ _
Oh, I know that's [D] what makes mine.
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ _ _ _ _
[Em] Only wait the cold, cause this city don't talk for [A] no one. _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ Hopeless, _ _ roaming around [F#m] in the moment.
_ _ Streets that are tailored [Em] to no one.
[Em] But that's what makes London [A] mine. _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ Hopeless, _ _ lost in the fear [F#m] of the open.
A _ world that appears [Em] to be broken.
_ But that's what makes London [A] mine. _
_ _ _ _ _
[D] Orange haze from streetlight, down Madeira I go.
[F#m] I've been fooled by the tone of the cannons and roads.
[Em] While the backstreet drama don't get picked up by [A] the sun. _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ Hopeless, _ _ roaming around [F#m] in the moment.
_ _ Streets that are tailored [Em] to no one.
_ But that's what makes London [A] mine. _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ Hopeless, _ _ lost in the fear [F#m] of the open.
_ A world that appears [Em] to be broken.
_ But that's what makes London [A] mine. _
_ _ _ I'm never [D] gonna give you up. _
I'm never [F#m] gonna give you up.
No, I'm never [Em] gonna give you up.
_ _ _ [A] Even _ if. _ _ _
I'm hopeless, [D] _ _
roaming around [F#m] in the moment.
_ _ Streets that are tailored [Bm] to no one.
But that's what makes [A] London mine. _
_ _ _ [D] _ If I'm _ hopeless, _ lost in the fear of the open.
_ A world that appears [Em] to be broken.
_ But that's what makes London [A] mine. _
_ _ I'm the one that [D] makes London _ mine. _
I'm the one that [F#] makes London _ mine.
Oh, I know [F#] that's [Em] what makes mine. _ _
Oh, I know that's [A] what makes mine.
_ _ Oh, I know that's [D] what makes mine. _ _ _
Oh, I know that's [F#m] what makes mine.
_ _ Oh, I know [Fm] that's [Em] what makes mine. _ _ _
Oh, I know that's [D] what makes mine.
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[D] _ _ _ _ _ _
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