Chords for Kirsty MacColl - He's On The Beach
Tempo:
95.65 bpm
Chords used:
B
E
F#
G#m
D#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[B]
[E] [B] He was just a friend of [F#] mine, my friend too, from time to [G#m] time.
Along the corridor the way, [E] we used to share a taste for wine.
[B]
[E] Still I [F#] never knew that he was sad [E] that winter,
[B] [E] that I'm [F#] a young [E] witch, [B] a whore.
[F#]
And he [B] says it's pretty in there, there's [E] something in you,
and [B] sunshine everywhere, [F#] he's on the beach.
I [B] know he's changed somehow, he sends [E] us cold calls,
[B] but I'm not sure where he is, for he's [F#] on the beach.
[B] When he called me up one day, he [F#] said he [G#m] thought he meant a week in [E] France,
and not twelve thousand [B] in Paris.
Still he had to [F#] take his [E] chances.
[B] [E] The phone [F#] rang, [E] [B] [F#]
and he [B] says it's pretty in there,
there's [E] something in you, and [B] sunshine everywhere, he's [F#] on the beach.
I know he's [B] changed somehow, he [E] writes us false promises now,
he's on [B] his own again, and he's [F#] not a groupie.
But then he gets it on [D#] again, and I [G#m] don't blame him.
[E] Grieving was the [F#] worst thing he could do, he [G#m] longed for change.
[E] I just hope he's happy when he does the things he thinks he has to [C#] do.
And it flies, and it flies, it flies when he's [E] on his own [B] again.
[E] [F#] So [E] now he's trying to be [B] someone [Em] else, [F#]
and he says, he says, he says [B] it's pretty in there,
there's something [E] in me, [B] and sunshine everywhere, he's on [F#] the beach.
I [B] know he's changed somehow, he sends [F#] us [E] cold calls now,
he's on [B] his own again, and he's not a [F#] groupie.
And he [B] says it's pretty in there, there's [E] something in me, and sunshine [B] everywhere, he's [F#] on the beach.
I know [B] he's changed somehow, he [E] sends us cold calls [B] now,
he's in Australia, so [E] far [B] [F#] from the [B] beach.
[E] [B]
[F#] [B]
[N]
[E] [B] He was just a friend of [F#] mine, my friend too, from time to [G#m] time.
Along the corridor the way, [E] we used to share a taste for wine.
[B]
[E] Still I [F#] never knew that he was sad [E] that winter,
[B] [E] that I'm [F#] a young [E] witch, [B] a whore.
[F#]
And he [B] says it's pretty in there, there's [E] something in you,
and [B] sunshine everywhere, [F#] he's on the beach.
I [B] know he's changed somehow, he sends [E] us cold calls,
[B] but I'm not sure where he is, for he's [F#] on the beach.
[B] When he called me up one day, he [F#] said he [G#m] thought he meant a week in [E] France,
and not twelve thousand [B] in Paris.
Still he had to [F#] take his [E] chances.
[B] [E] The phone [F#] rang, [E] [B] [F#]
and he [B] says it's pretty in there,
there's [E] something in you, and [B] sunshine everywhere, he's [F#] on the beach.
I know he's [B] changed somehow, he [E] writes us false promises now,
he's on [B] his own again, and he's [F#] not a groupie.
But then he gets it on [D#] again, and I [G#m] don't blame him.
[E] Grieving was the [F#] worst thing he could do, he [G#m] longed for change.
[E] I just hope he's happy when he does the things he thinks he has to [C#] do.
And it flies, and it flies, it flies when he's [E] on his own [B] again.
[E] [F#] So [E] now he's trying to be [B] someone [Em] else, [F#]
and he says, he says, he says [B] it's pretty in there,
there's something [E] in me, [B] and sunshine everywhere, he's on [F#] the beach.
I [B] know he's changed somehow, he sends [F#] us [E] cold calls now,
he's on [B] his own again, and he's not a [F#] groupie.
And he [B] says it's pretty in there, there's [E] something in me, and sunshine [B] everywhere, he's [F#] on the beach.
I know [B] he's changed somehow, he [E] sends us cold calls [B] now,
he's in Australia, so [E] far [B] [F#] from the [B] beach.
[E] [B]
[F#] [B]
[N]
Key:
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E
F#
G#m
D#
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_ _ [E] _ [B] He was just a friend of [F#] mine, my friend too, from time to [G#m] time.
Along the corridor the way, [E] we used to share a taste for wine.
[B] _ _
[E] Still I [F#] never knew that he was sad [E] that winter,
[B] _ _ [E] that I'm [F#] a young [E] witch, [B] a whore.
[F#] _ _
And he [B] says it's pretty in there, there's [E] something in you,
and [B] sunshine everywhere, [F#] he's on the beach.
I [B] know he's changed somehow, he sends [E] us cold calls,
[B] but I'm not sure where he is, for he's [F#] on the beach.
[B] When he called me up one day, he [F#] said he [G#m] thought he meant a week in [E] France,
and not twelve thousand _ [B] in Paris.
Still he had to [F#] take his [E] chances.
_ [B] _ _ [E] _ The phone [F#] rang, _ [E] _ _ [B] _ _ _ [F#] _
_ and he [B] says it's pretty in there,
there's [E] something in you, and [B] sunshine everywhere, he's [F#] on the beach.
I know he's [B] changed somehow, he [E] writes us false promises now,
he's on [B] his own again, and he's [F#] not a groupie.
But then he gets it on [D#] again, and I [G#m] don't blame him.
[E] Grieving was the [F#] worst thing he could do, he [G#m] longed for change.
[E] I just hope he's happy when he does the things he thinks he has to [C#] do.
And it flies, and it flies, it flies when he's [E] on his own [B] again.
_ [E] _ _ [F#] So [E] now he's trying to be [B] someone [Em] else, _ [F#]
and he says, he says, he says [B] it's pretty in there,
there's something [E] in me, [B] and sunshine everywhere, he's on [F#] the beach.
I [B] know he's changed somehow, he sends [F#] us [E] cold calls now,
he's on [B] his own again, and he's not a [F#] groupie.
And he [B] says it's pretty in there, there's [E] something in me, and sunshine [B] everywhere, he's [F#] on the beach.
I know [B] he's changed somehow, he [E] sends us cold calls [B] now,
he's in Australia, so [E] far [B] [F#] from the [B] beach. _ _ _
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_ _ [E] _ [B] He was just a friend of [F#] mine, my friend too, from time to [G#m] time.
Along the corridor the way, [E] we used to share a taste for wine.
[B] _ _
[E] Still I [F#] never knew that he was sad [E] that winter,
[B] _ _ [E] that I'm [F#] a young [E] witch, [B] a whore.
[F#] _ _
And he [B] says it's pretty in there, there's [E] something in you,
and [B] sunshine everywhere, [F#] he's on the beach.
I [B] know he's changed somehow, he sends [E] us cold calls,
[B] but I'm not sure where he is, for he's [F#] on the beach.
[B] When he called me up one day, he [F#] said he [G#m] thought he meant a week in [E] France,
and not twelve thousand _ [B] in Paris.
Still he had to [F#] take his [E] chances.
_ [B] _ _ [E] _ The phone [F#] rang, _ [E] _ _ [B] _ _ _ [F#] _
_ and he [B] says it's pretty in there,
there's [E] something in you, and [B] sunshine everywhere, he's [F#] on the beach.
I know he's [B] changed somehow, he [E] writes us false promises now,
he's on [B] his own again, and he's [F#] not a groupie.
But then he gets it on [D#] again, and I [G#m] don't blame him.
[E] Grieving was the [F#] worst thing he could do, he [G#m] longed for change.
[E] I just hope he's happy when he does the things he thinks he has to [C#] do.
And it flies, and it flies, it flies when he's [E] on his own [B] again.
_ [E] _ _ [F#] So [E] now he's trying to be [B] someone [Em] else, _ [F#]
and he says, he says, he says [B] it's pretty in there,
there's something [E] in me, [B] and sunshine everywhere, he's on [F#] the beach.
I [B] know he's changed somehow, he sends [F#] us [E] cold calls now,
he's on [B] his own again, and he's not a [F#] groupie.
And he [B] says it's pretty in there, there's [E] something in me, and sunshine [B] everywhere, he's [F#] on the beach.
I know [B] he's changed somehow, he [E] sends us cold calls [B] now,
he's in Australia, so [E] far [B] [F#] from the [B] beach. _ _ _
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