Chords for Sam Fender // Seventeen Going Under // Live from Brixton, London
Tempo:
80.85 bpm
Chords used:
C
G
F
Am
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Am] [C]
And I [G] remember the sickness was forever [C] And [F] I remember the snark [C] videos
The [G] cold September's, the distances recolored The [C] fist fights [F] on the beach, the busiest
[C] round the sun Threw it all up [G] in that suite, down to be
my club The [C] fist tank [F] that hits the sky, embarrass
[C] yourself for a song [Am] Crying [G] like a child, and the ball you kicked
on his head [C] Still [F] buffs me now, that's the [C] thing it lingers
It comes to [G] win you back [C]
[F] [C]
[G] I was far too scared to hit it, but I would
[C] have it [F] all begun That's the [C] thing with anger, it [Am] begs to stick
[G] around So it can fleece you of your beauty, [C] the
leaves you spend went [F] out to all the girls Makes you hurt the [C] ones who love you
You [Am] hurt them [G] like they hurt [C] you, oh oh [F] oh [C] You [Am] hurt them [G] like they [C] hurt you, oh oh [F] oh
[C] [Am]
[G] [C]
[F] [C]
[G] [C] See I spent my teens abridged, spiraling [F] in sales
And I [C] haunt myself with a grin, cause I was [Am] always a [G] fucking joy
[C] Buried in the queue, amongst the white [F] noise And [C] boys, boys, locked their rooms talking
lies, lies Drenched their cheeks [G] drinking snide [C] farts
A mirroring picture [G] of my old man, oh [C] God the kid's a dark man
Can't he turn up, what he looks like He got the kid [G] looks so right
[C]
[F] [C] He got the kid [G] looks so right [C]
She [G] said she's dead, dead, dead
So I thought I was out shifting gear, [C]
[F] ain't I?
She wrapped, wrapped, [C] and wrapped The rope came and died around her
[G] [C]
[F] [C] [Am]
[G] [C]
[F] [C] She said she's [Am] dead, [G] [C] dead, [F] [C] [Am]
[G] dead So [C]
[F] [C] [Am] I thought I was out shifting gear, [G] ain't
[C]
[F] [C]
[G] [C] Oh
[Am]
[G] [C]
[F] [C]
[G]
[N]
And I [G] remember the sickness was forever [C] And [F] I remember the snark [C] videos
The [G] cold September's, the distances recolored The [C] fist fights [F] on the beach, the busiest
[C] round the sun Threw it all up [G] in that suite, down to be
my club The [C] fist tank [F] that hits the sky, embarrass
[C] yourself for a song [Am] Crying [G] like a child, and the ball you kicked
on his head [C] Still [F] buffs me now, that's the [C] thing it lingers
It comes to [G] win you back [C]
[F] [C]
[G] I was far too scared to hit it, but I would
[C] have it [F] all begun That's the [C] thing with anger, it [Am] begs to stick
[G] around So it can fleece you of your beauty, [C] the
leaves you spend went [F] out to all the girls Makes you hurt the [C] ones who love you
You [Am] hurt them [G] like they hurt [C] you, oh oh [F] oh [C] You [Am] hurt them [G] like they [C] hurt you, oh oh [F] oh
[C] [Am]
[G] [C]
[F] [C]
[G] [C] See I spent my teens abridged, spiraling [F] in sales
And I [C] haunt myself with a grin, cause I was [Am] always a [G] fucking joy
[C] Buried in the queue, amongst the white [F] noise And [C] boys, boys, locked their rooms talking
lies, lies Drenched their cheeks [G] drinking snide [C] farts
A mirroring picture [G] of my old man, oh [C] God the kid's a dark man
Can't he turn up, what he looks like He got the kid [G] looks so right
[C]
[F] [C] He got the kid [G] looks so right [C]
She [G] said she's dead, dead, dead
So I thought I was out shifting gear, [C]
[F] ain't I?
She wrapped, wrapped, [C] and wrapped The rope came and died around her
[G] [C]
[F] [C] [Am]
[G] [C]
[F] [C] She said she's [Am] dead, [G] [C] dead, [F] [C] [Am]
[G] dead So [C]
[F] [C] [Am] I thought I was out shifting gear, [G] ain't
[C]
[F] [C]
[G] [C] Oh
[Am]
[G] [C]
[F] [C]
[G]
[N]
Key:
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[Am] _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
And I [G] remember the sickness was forever [C] And [F] I remember the snark [C] videos
The [G] cold September's, the distances recolored The [C] fist fights [F] on the beach, the busiest
[C] round the sun Threw it all up [G] in that suite, down to be
my club The [C] fist tank [F] that hits the sky, embarrass
[C] yourself for a song [Am] Crying [G] like a child, and the ball you kicked
on his head [C] Still [F] buffs me now, that's the [C] thing it lingers
It comes to [G] win you back _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
[F] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[G] _ I was far too scared to hit it, but I would
[C] have it [F] all begun _ That's the [C] thing with anger, it [Am] begs to stick
[G] around So it can fleece you of your beauty, [C] the
leaves you spend went [F] out to all the girls Makes you hurt the [C] ones who love you
You [Am] hurt them [G] like they hurt _ _ _ _ [C] you, oh oh [F] oh _ _ _ [C] _ You [Am] hurt them [G] like they _ _ _ _ _ [C] hurt you, oh oh [F] oh
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [Am] _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
[F] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[G] _ [C] See I spent my teens abridged, spiraling [F] in sales
And I [C] haunt myself with a grin, cause I was [Am] always a [G] fucking joy
_ [C] Buried in the queue, amongst the white [F] noise And [C] boys, boys, locked their rooms talking
lies, lies Drenched their cheeks [G] drinking snide [C] farts
A mirroring picture [G] of my old man, oh [C] God the kid's a dark man
Can't he turn up, what he looks like He got the kid [G] looks so right
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ [F] _ [C] _ He got the kid [G] looks so right _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ She [G] said she's dead, dead, dead
So I thought I was out shifting gear, [C]
[F] ain't I?
She wrapped, wrapped, [C] and wrapped The rope came and died around her _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
[F] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [Am] _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
[F] _ [C] _ _ She said she's [Am] dead, [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] dead, [F] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ dead So [C] _
[F] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [Am] I thought I was out shifting gear, [G] _ _ _ ain't
_ _ [C] _
_ [F] _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] Oh
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
[F] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _
And I [G] remember the sickness was forever [C] And [F] I remember the snark [C] videos
The [G] cold September's, the distances recolored The [C] fist fights [F] on the beach, the busiest
[C] round the sun Threw it all up [G] in that suite, down to be
my club The [C] fist tank [F] that hits the sky, embarrass
[C] yourself for a song [Am] Crying [G] like a child, and the ball you kicked
on his head [C] Still [F] buffs me now, that's the [C] thing it lingers
It comes to [G] win you back _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
[F] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[G] _ I was far too scared to hit it, but I would
[C] have it [F] all begun _ That's the [C] thing with anger, it [Am] begs to stick
[G] around So it can fleece you of your beauty, [C] the
leaves you spend went [F] out to all the girls Makes you hurt the [C] ones who love you
You [Am] hurt them [G] like they hurt _ _ _ _ [C] you, oh oh [F] oh _ _ _ [C] _ You [Am] hurt them [G] like they _ _ _ _ _ [C] hurt you, oh oh [F] oh
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [Am] _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
[F] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[G] _ [C] See I spent my teens abridged, spiraling [F] in sales
And I [C] haunt myself with a grin, cause I was [Am] always a [G] fucking joy
_ [C] Buried in the queue, amongst the white [F] noise And [C] boys, boys, locked their rooms talking
lies, lies Drenched their cheeks [G] drinking snide [C] farts
A mirroring picture [G] of my old man, oh [C] God the kid's a dark man
Can't he turn up, what he looks like He got the kid [G] looks so right
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ [F] _ [C] _ He got the kid [G] looks so right _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ She [G] said she's dead, dead, dead
So I thought I was out shifting gear, [C]
[F] ain't I?
She wrapped, wrapped, [C] and wrapped The rope came and died around her _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
[F] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [Am] _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
[F] _ [C] _ _ She said she's [Am] dead, [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] dead, [F] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ dead So [C] _
[F] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [Am] I thought I was out shifting gear, [G] _ _ _ ain't
_ _ [C] _
_ [F] _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] Oh
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
[F] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _
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