Made Of Stone Chords by The Stone Roses

Tempo:
133 bpm
Chords used:

D

C

Em

G

B

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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The Stone Roses - Made Of Stone Lyrics chords
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[C] [Em]
[B]
Your love comes [Bm] waiting on [D] a moon, the last thing that [A] your hands [C] will feel, your final
flight [E] can't be [B] delayed.
[F#] [Em] No man's your sky, it's so [D] serene, your pink padded lips let the [C] world scream, you fry
and melt, I love [B] the scene.
[C#]
[F#] [G] Sometimes I
[D] fantasize, when [C] the streets are cold and windy, [G] and the cars they burn below
me, don't these times [D] feel right?
Sometimes I fantasize, when [C] the streets are cold and windy, [G] and the cars they burn below
me, I'm [D] on a roll, can't see [Em] where you go.
[D]
[E] [C]
[B]
[Em] I'm standing [E] on a [D] desert floor, now that the flames have [C] taken hold, at least you left
your [B] life in stone.
[G] [Em] I am far as far as I can [D] see, tin twisted pills scream back [C] at me, bad money dies, I
love [B] the scene.
[Bm] [G] Sometimes I [D]
fantasize, when [C] the streets [C] are cold and [G] windy, don't these times, [D]
when [C] the
streets are cold, [G] and the cars they burn below me, I'm [D] on a roll.
I'm on a roll.
[Em]
[E] [D]
[Em] [C]
[D] [B]
[Em]
[D]
[Em] [C]
[B]
[F#] [Em]
[D]
[C]
[B]
[G] Sometimes I
[D] fantasize, when the [C] streets are cold, [G] and the cars they burn below me, don't
these times, when [D]
[C] the streets are cold, and [G] the cars they burn below me, [D] I'm on a roll.
I ain't made of [Em] stone.
Key:  
D
1321
C
3211
Em
121
G
2131
B
12341112
D
1321
C
3211
Em
121
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To learn The Stone Roses - Made Of Stone chords, grasp the musical fabric of the song with this sequence - D, C, C, G and D of chords. Start with a comfortable 66 BPM and as you become proficient, aim for the song's BPM of 133. Align the capo with your vocal depth and chord choice, bearing in mind the song's original key: G Major.

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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
_ Your love comes [Bm] waiting on [D] a moon, the last thing that [A] your hands [C] will feel, your final
flight [E] can't be [B] delayed. _ _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ [Em] _ No man's your sky, it's so [D] serene, your pink padded lips let the [C] world scream, you fry
and melt, I love [B] the scene.
[C#] _ _ _
_ [F#] _ [G] Sometimes _ I _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ fantasize, _ _ when [C] the streets are cold and windy, [G] and the cars they burn below
me, don't these times _ _ _ [D] feel _ right?
Sometimes I fantasize, when [C] the streets are cold and windy, [G] and the cars they burn below
me, I'm [D] on a _ _ roll, can't see [Em] where you go. _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [E] _ [C] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Em] I'm standing [E] on a [D] desert floor, now that the flames have [C] taken hold, at least you left
your [B] life in stone.
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [Em] _ I am far as far as I can [D] see, tin twisted pills scream back [C] at me, bad money dies, I
love [B] the scene. _
[Bm] _ _ _ _ [G] Sometimes I _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
fantasize, _ _ when [C] the streets [C] are cold and [G] windy, _ _ _ _ _ don't these times, _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ when [C] the
streets are cold, _ _ [G] and the cars they burn below me, I'm [D] on a _ roll.
I'm on a roll.
_ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Em] _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ [Em] _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] Sometimes I _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ fantasize, _ _ when the [C] streets are cold, _ _ [G] and the cars they burn below me, don't
these times, _ _ _ when [D] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C] the streets are _ cold, and [G] the cars they burn below me, [D] I'm on a _ roll. _
I ain't made of [Em] stone. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

Facts about this song

This song was penned by John Squire and Ian Brown.

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