Chords for Stephen - Crossfire
Tempo:
78 bpm
Chords used:
Fm
C
Ab
Cm
Eb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Fm]
[C] [Fm]
[F] [Fm] [C]
[Fm]
[C] He's got a gun [Fm] for love, but he's cold as a [C] crossfire.
[Eb] And he keeps breaking [Fm] up, but [Ab] it's not to the sound [C] of birds.
The tyranny, [Fm] the violent [D] streets, deprive the world that [C] we're blessed [Eb] with.
And we can't get [Fm] enough, [Cm] no.
Heaven, [C] if you sent us down, so we could [Fm] build a playground.
For [C] the sinners to play as saints, [Fm] you'd be so [F] proud of what we made.
I hope you got [C] some beds around, cause you're the [Fm] only refuge now.
For [C] every mother, every child, [Fm] every brother.
[C] It's cold as a crossfire.
It's [A] [Fm] [Ab] cold as a [C] crossfire.
[Fm] [Ab]
[Eb] I trained my luck [Fm] to know [Ab] why he's cold as a [C] crossfire.
[Eb] And now I'm here waking [Fm] up to [Ab] the sun and the sound of [Eb] birds.
[Fm] Society's anxiety, [D] deprives the world that [C] we're blessed [G] with.
We just can't get [Fm] enough, [C] no.
Heaven, if you sent us down, so we could [Fm] build a playground.
For [C] the sinners to play as saints, [Fm] you'd be so proud of what we made.
I hope you got [C] some beds around, cause you're the [Fm] only refuge now.
For [C] every mother, every child, [Fm] every brother.
[C] It's cold as a crossfire.
[D] [Ab] It's cold as a [C] crossfire.
[Fm]
[D] [Fm] [F]
[C] [Fm] [Ab]
[Cm] It's cold as [Ab] [Cm] [Bb]
[Ab] a crossfire.
Can I trust [Cm] what I'm given, [Eb] when faith still [Ab] needs a gun?
Whom's [Cm] ammunition [Ab] justifies the wrong?
And I can't see [Cm] backseat, so I'm asking from above.
Can I trust what I'm given, [C] even when it cuts?
So [Ab] heaven, if you sent us [Bb] down, so [Cm] we could build a playground.
[Ab] For the sinners to play as saints, [Cm] you'd be so proud of what we made.
I [Ab] hope you got some beds [Bb] around, cause [Cm] you're the only refuge now.
[Ab] For every mother, every child, [Cm] every brother.
It's cold as a [Ab] crossfire. Yeah.
[Bb]
[Cm] It's cold as a [Ab] crossfire.
[Cm] Cold as a [Ab] crossfire.
[Bb]
[Cm] It's cold as [Ab] a [Cm] crossfire.
It's cold as a [Ab] crossfire.
[Cm] [Ab]
[Cm] [N]
[C] [Fm]
[F] [Fm] [C]
[Fm]
[C] He's got a gun [Fm] for love, but he's cold as a [C] crossfire.
[Eb] And he keeps breaking [Fm] up, but [Ab] it's not to the sound [C] of birds.
The tyranny, [Fm] the violent [D] streets, deprive the world that [C] we're blessed [Eb] with.
And we can't get [Fm] enough, [Cm] no.
Heaven, [C] if you sent us down, so we could [Fm] build a playground.
For [C] the sinners to play as saints, [Fm] you'd be so [F] proud of what we made.
I hope you got [C] some beds around, cause you're the [Fm] only refuge now.
For [C] every mother, every child, [Fm] every brother.
[C] It's cold as a crossfire.
It's [A] [Fm] [Ab] cold as a [C] crossfire.
[Fm] [Ab]
[Eb] I trained my luck [Fm] to know [Ab] why he's cold as a [C] crossfire.
[Eb] And now I'm here waking [Fm] up to [Ab] the sun and the sound of [Eb] birds.
[Fm] Society's anxiety, [D] deprives the world that [C] we're blessed [G] with.
We just can't get [Fm] enough, [C] no.
Heaven, if you sent us down, so we could [Fm] build a playground.
For [C] the sinners to play as saints, [Fm] you'd be so proud of what we made.
I hope you got [C] some beds around, cause you're the [Fm] only refuge now.
For [C] every mother, every child, [Fm] every brother.
[C] It's cold as a crossfire.
[D] [Ab] It's cold as a [C] crossfire.
[Fm]
[D] [Fm] [F]
[C] [Fm] [Ab]
[Cm] It's cold as [Ab] [Cm] [Bb]
[Ab] a crossfire.
Can I trust [Cm] what I'm given, [Eb] when faith still [Ab] needs a gun?
Whom's [Cm] ammunition [Ab] justifies the wrong?
And I can't see [Cm] backseat, so I'm asking from above.
Can I trust what I'm given, [C] even when it cuts?
So [Ab] heaven, if you sent us [Bb] down, so [Cm] we could build a playground.
[Ab] For the sinners to play as saints, [Cm] you'd be so proud of what we made.
I [Ab] hope you got some beds [Bb] around, cause [Cm] you're the only refuge now.
[Ab] For every mother, every child, [Cm] every brother.
It's cold as a [Ab] crossfire. Yeah.
[Bb]
[Cm] It's cold as a [Ab] crossfire.
[Cm] Cold as a [Ab] crossfire.
[Bb]
[Cm] It's cold as [Ab] a [Cm] crossfire.
It's cold as a [Ab] crossfire.
[Cm] [Ab]
[Cm] [N]
Key:
Fm
C
Ab
Cm
Eb
Fm
C
Ab
_ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ [Fm] _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ He's got a gun [Fm] for love, but he's cold as a [C] crossfire.
[Eb] And he keeps breaking [Fm] up, but [Ab] it's not to the sound [C] of birds.
The tyranny, [Fm] the violent [D] streets, deprive the world that [C] we're blessed [Eb] with.
And we can't get [Fm] enough, [Cm] no.
Heaven, [C] if you sent us down, so we could [Fm] build a playground.
_ For [C] the sinners to play as saints, [Fm] you'd be so [F] proud of what we made.
I hope you got [C] some beds around, cause you're the [Fm] only refuge now.
For [C] every mother, every child, [Fm] every brother.
[C] It's cold as a crossfire.
It's [A] _ _ [Fm] _ [Ab] cold as a [C] crossfire.
_ _ _ [Fm] _ _ [Ab] _ _
_ [Eb] I trained my luck [Fm] to know [Ab] why he's cold as a [C] crossfire.
[Eb] And now I'm here waking [Fm] up to [Ab] the sun and the sound of [Eb] birds.
_ [Fm] Society's anxiety, [D] deprives the world that [C] we're blessed [G] with.
We just can't get [Fm] enough, [C] no.
Heaven, if you sent us down, so we could [Fm] build a playground.
For [C] the sinners to play as saints, [Fm] you'd be so proud of what we made.
I hope you got [C] some beds around, cause you're the [Fm] only refuge now.
For [C] every mother, every child, [Fm] every brother.
[C] It's cold as a crossfire.
[D] _ _ [Ab] It's cold as a [C] crossfire.
_ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ [F] _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ [Ab] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Cm] _ It's cold as [Ab] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ [Bb] _ _
[Ab] a crossfire.
Can I trust [Cm] what I'm given, [Eb] when faith still [Ab] needs a gun?
Whom's [Cm] ammunition _ [Ab] justifies the wrong?
And I can't see [Cm] backseat, so I'm asking from above.
Can I trust what I'm given, [C] even when it cuts?
_ So [Ab] heaven, if you sent us [Bb] down, so [Cm] we could build a playground.
_ [Ab] For the sinners to play as saints, [Cm] you'd be so proud of what we made.
I [Ab] hope you got some beds [Bb] around, cause [Cm] you're the only refuge now.
[Ab] For every mother, every child, [Cm] every brother.
It's cold as a [Ab] crossfire. Yeah.
[Bb] _ _
[Cm] _ It's cold as a [Ab] crossfire. _ _ _
[Cm] _ _ Cold as a [Ab] crossfire.
_ [Bb] _ _
[Cm] _ It's cold as [Ab] _ a [Cm] crossfire.
It's cold as a [Ab] crossfire. _ _ _
[Cm] _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _
[Cm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
[C] _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ [Fm] _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ He's got a gun [Fm] for love, but he's cold as a [C] crossfire.
[Eb] And he keeps breaking [Fm] up, but [Ab] it's not to the sound [C] of birds.
The tyranny, [Fm] the violent [D] streets, deprive the world that [C] we're blessed [Eb] with.
And we can't get [Fm] enough, [Cm] no.
Heaven, [C] if you sent us down, so we could [Fm] build a playground.
_ For [C] the sinners to play as saints, [Fm] you'd be so [F] proud of what we made.
I hope you got [C] some beds around, cause you're the [Fm] only refuge now.
For [C] every mother, every child, [Fm] every brother.
[C] It's cold as a crossfire.
It's [A] _ _ [Fm] _ [Ab] cold as a [C] crossfire.
_ _ _ [Fm] _ _ [Ab] _ _
_ [Eb] I trained my luck [Fm] to know [Ab] why he's cold as a [C] crossfire.
[Eb] And now I'm here waking [Fm] up to [Ab] the sun and the sound of [Eb] birds.
_ [Fm] Society's anxiety, [D] deprives the world that [C] we're blessed [G] with.
We just can't get [Fm] enough, [C] no.
Heaven, if you sent us down, so we could [Fm] build a playground.
For [C] the sinners to play as saints, [Fm] you'd be so proud of what we made.
I hope you got [C] some beds around, cause you're the [Fm] only refuge now.
For [C] every mother, every child, [Fm] every brother.
[C] It's cold as a crossfire.
[D] _ _ [Ab] It's cold as a [C] crossfire.
_ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ [F] _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ [Ab] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Cm] _ It's cold as [Ab] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ [Bb] _ _
[Ab] a crossfire.
Can I trust [Cm] what I'm given, [Eb] when faith still [Ab] needs a gun?
Whom's [Cm] ammunition _ [Ab] justifies the wrong?
And I can't see [Cm] backseat, so I'm asking from above.
Can I trust what I'm given, [C] even when it cuts?
_ So [Ab] heaven, if you sent us [Bb] down, so [Cm] we could build a playground.
_ [Ab] For the sinners to play as saints, [Cm] you'd be so proud of what we made.
I [Ab] hope you got some beds [Bb] around, cause [Cm] you're the only refuge now.
[Ab] For every mother, every child, [Cm] every brother.
It's cold as a [Ab] crossfire. Yeah.
[Bb] _ _
[Cm] _ It's cold as a [Ab] crossfire. _ _ _
[Cm] _ _ Cold as a [Ab] crossfire.
_ [Bb] _ _
[Cm] _ It's cold as [Ab] _ a [Cm] crossfire.
It's cold as a [Ab] crossfire. _ _ _
[Cm] _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _
[Cm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _