Chords for Phil Vassar Black and Whites
Tempo:
58.175 bpm
Chords used:
A
D
F#m
F
Bm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F] [G] [Am]
[Dm] What is this?
It's [A]
[A#] [B] [C]
[A] [C#m] [F] [Bm] a song I [E] wrote about my piano.
[Bm] I don't have anything else to write about [D] it.
[A] There's so many choices [F#m] in my life [F] these days.
[D] [A] [F#m] There's so much confusion, [D] so many [F] shades of gray.
[D] [A] And sometimes I don't know, [F#m] I live for [B] my rights.
[Bm] But I've got [A] these old black and whites.
[A#]
[B] [F] [D] [A] [F#m] I'm every color [D] that you [F] can paint.
[D] [A] A father, [F#m] a lover, a mother, and a [A] sinner, and a [F] saint.
[D] From [A] Sunday morning [F#m] to [B] Saturday night.
[Bm] I've got these old [A] black and whites.
[Em] [D] Under the spotlight, [A] oh, [E] [F#m] [E] I'm [D] right [A] [E] where I belong.
[A] [Em] [D] It always unwinds me, yeah, [A] it finds [E] me.
It [F#m] reminds [E] me that [B] life is as simple [D] as a [C#] song.
[F] [Bm] [A] [F#m] Lovers will come, [D] and surely they'll [F] go.
[D] [A] They fly you [G#m] so high, say [F#m] hello, say [E] goodbye.
[A] And then they'll leave you [F] low.
[D] But [A] that's all right here, [F#m] in these songs that [B] I write.
[Bm] Right here.
On these old [A] black and whites.
[G] [D] Under the spotlight, [A] oh, [E] I'm alone at [F#] midnight.
[A] [E] You know I'm right where I [A] belong.
[Em] [D] It always [Bm] unwinds me, yeah, [A] it finds [E] me.
It [F#m] reminds [E] me that [B] life is as simple [D] as [C#m] a [F] song.
[D] It's
[A] the [F#m] roll over Beethoven.
It's on Phil, in his little [F] room here.
[D] I [A] may be out [F#m] of time, and I may be out of [F] tune.
[D] You know [A] how it [F#m] feels to pour [B] out your life right [Bm] here.
On these old [F] black [F#m] and [C#] whites.
[C#m] [G#m] I'm living [Bm]
in black [F#m] and [C#] white.
[Bm]
[F] [Bm] [Am]
[A#] [B]
[G] [A] [F] [Bm] [A]
[N] Thank you.
[Dm] What is this?
It's [A]
[A#] [B] [C]
[A] [C#m] [F] [Bm] a song I [E] wrote about my piano.
[Bm] I don't have anything else to write about [D] it.
[A] There's so many choices [F#m] in my life [F] these days.
[D] [A] [F#m] There's so much confusion, [D] so many [F] shades of gray.
[D] [A] And sometimes I don't know, [F#m] I live for [B] my rights.
[Bm] But I've got [A] these old black and whites.
[A#]
[B] [F] [D] [A] [F#m] I'm every color [D] that you [F] can paint.
[D] [A] A father, [F#m] a lover, a mother, and a [A] sinner, and a [F] saint.
[D] From [A] Sunday morning [F#m] to [B] Saturday night.
[Bm] I've got these old [A] black and whites.
[Em] [D] Under the spotlight, [A] oh, [E] [F#m] [E] I'm [D] right [A] [E] where I belong.
[A] [Em] [D] It always unwinds me, yeah, [A] it finds [E] me.
It [F#m] reminds [E] me that [B] life is as simple [D] as a [C#] song.
[F] [Bm] [A] [F#m] Lovers will come, [D] and surely they'll [F] go.
[D] [A] They fly you [G#m] so high, say [F#m] hello, say [E] goodbye.
[A] And then they'll leave you [F] low.
[D] But [A] that's all right here, [F#m] in these songs that [B] I write.
[Bm] Right here.
On these old [A] black and whites.
[G] [D] Under the spotlight, [A] oh, [E] I'm alone at [F#] midnight.
[A] [E] You know I'm right where I [A] belong.
[Em] [D] It always [Bm] unwinds me, yeah, [A] it finds [E] me.
It [F#m] reminds [E] me that [B] life is as simple [D] as [C#m] a [F] song.
[D] It's
[A] the [F#m] roll over Beethoven.
It's on Phil, in his little [F] room here.
[D] I [A] may be out [F#m] of time, and I may be out of [F] tune.
[D] You know [A] how it [F#m] feels to pour [B] out your life right [Bm] here.
On these old [F] black [F#m] and [C#] whites.
[C#m] [G#m] I'm living [Bm]
in black [F#m] and [C#] white.
[Bm]
[F] [Bm] [Am]
[A#] [B]
[G] [A] [F] [Bm] [A]
[N] Thank you.
Key:
A
D
F#m
F
Bm
A
D
F#m
[F] _ _ _ _ [G] _ [Am] _ _ _
[Dm] What is this?
_ _ It's [A] _ _
[A#] _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ [C] _ _
[A] _ [C#m] _ [F] [Bm] a song I [E] wrote about my piano.
[Bm] I don't have anything else to write about [D] it.
_ _ [A] There's so many choices [F#m] in my life [F] these days.
[D] _ [A] _ [F#m] There's so much confusion, [D] so many [F] shades of gray.
[D] _ _ [A] And sometimes I don't know, [F#m] I live for [B] my rights.
[Bm] But I've got [A] these old black and whites.
[A#] _
_ [B] _ _ [F] _ [D] _ [A] _ [F#m] I'm every color [D] that you [F] can paint.
[D] _ [A] A father, [F#m] a lover, a mother, and a [A] sinner, and a [F] saint.
[D] From _ [A] Sunday morning [F#m] to [B] Saturday night.
[Bm] I've got these old [A] black and whites.
[Em] _ _ [D] Under the spotlight, [A] oh, [E] _ [F#m] [E] I'm [D] right [A] _ [E] where I belong.
[A] _ [Em] _ _ [D] It always unwinds me, yeah, [A] it finds [E] me.
It [F#m] reminds [E] me that [B] life is as simple [D] as a [C#] song.
[F] _ [Bm] _ [A] _ [F#m] Lovers will come, [D] and surely they'll [F] go.
[D] [A] They fly you [G#m] so high, say [F#m] hello, say [E] goodbye.
[A] And then they'll leave you [F] low.
[D] But _ [A] that's all right here, [F#m] in these songs that [B] I write.
[Bm] Right here.
On these old [A] black and whites.
[G] _ [D] _ Under the spotlight, [A] oh, [E] I'm alone at [F#] midnight.
[A] _ [E] You know I'm right where I [A] belong.
_ [Em] _ [D] It always [Bm] unwinds me, yeah, [A] it finds [E] me.
It [F#m] reminds [E] me that [B] life is as simple [D] as [C#m] a [F] song.
[D] _ _ It's _
_ [A] _ the [F#m] roll over Beethoven.
It's on Phil, in his little [F] room here.
[D] I [A] may be out [F#m] of time, and I may be out of [F] tune.
[D] You know [A] how it [F#m] feels to pour [B] out your life right [Bm] here.
On these old [F] black [F#m] and [C#] whites.
[C#m] _ [G#m] _ I'm living [Bm] _ _ _
_ in black [F#m] and [C#] white.
[Bm] _ _
_ [F] _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ [Am] _ _
[A#] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ [A] _ _ [F] _ [Bm] _ _ [A] _
_ _ [N] _ Thank you. _ _ _
[Dm] What is this?
_ _ It's [A] _ _
[A#] _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ [C] _ _
[A] _ [C#m] _ [F] [Bm] a song I [E] wrote about my piano.
[Bm] I don't have anything else to write about [D] it.
_ _ [A] There's so many choices [F#m] in my life [F] these days.
[D] _ [A] _ [F#m] There's so much confusion, [D] so many [F] shades of gray.
[D] _ _ [A] And sometimes I don't know, [F#m] I live for [B] my rights.
[Bm] But I've got [A] these old black and whites.
[A#] _
_ [B] _ _ [F] _ [D] _ [A] _ [F#m] I'm every color [D] that you [F] can paint.
[D] _ [A] A father, [F#m] a lover, a mother, and a [A] sinner, and a [F] saint.
[D] From _ [A] Sunday morning [F#m] to [B] Saturday night.
[Bm] I've got these old [A] black and whites.
[Em] _ _ [D] Under the spotlight, [A] oh, [E] _ [F#m] [E] I'm [D] right [A] _ [E] where I belong.
[A] _ [Em] _ _ [D] It always unwinds me, yeah, [A] it finds [E] me.
It [F#m] reminds [E] me that [B] life is as simple [D] as a [C#] song.
[F] _ [Bm] _ [A] _ [F#m] Lovers will come, [D] and surely they'll [F] go.
[D] [A] They fly you [G#m] so high, say [F#m] hello, say [E] goodbye.
[A] And then they'll leave you [F] low.
[D] But _ [A] that's all right here, [F#m] in these songs that [B] I write.
[Bm] Right here.
On these old [A] black and whites.
[G] _ [D] _ Under the spotlight, [A] oh, [E] I'm alone at [F#] midnight.
[A] _ [E] You know I'm right where I [A] belong.
_ [Em] _ [D] It always [Bm] unwinds me, yeah, [A] it finds [E] me.
It [F#m] reminds [E] me that [B] life is as simple [D] as [C#m] a [F] song.
[D] _ _ It's _
_ [A] _ the [F#m] roll over Beethoven.
It's on Phil, in his little [F] room here.
[D] I [A] may be out [F#m] of time, and I may be out of [F] tune.
[D] You know [A] how it [F#m] feels to pour [B] out your life right [Bm] here.
On these old [F] black [F#m] and [C#] whites.
[C#m] _ [G#m] _ I'm living [Bm] _ _ _
_ in black [F#m] and [C#] white.
[Bm] _ _
_ [F] _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ [Am] _ _
[A#] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ [A] _ _ [F] _ [Bm] _ _ [A] _
_ _ [N] _ Thank you. _ _ _