Hey, Ukulelist in this post you will learn to play The Angel ukulele chords by Louis Dunford.
Song Info
- Song: The Angel
- Artist: Louis Dunford
- Released Date: 24 February 2022
Chords Info
- Tunning: Standard(G C E A)
- Chords: C, Am, F, G, D, Fm
- Key: D
- Capo: 2nd fret
Ukulele Chords |
C – 0003 Am – 2000 F – 2010 G – 0232 D – 2220 Fm – 1013 |
[Intro]
C Am F G
[Verse]
C
As I walk these streets alone through
This borough I call home,
Am
upon the baron fields of Highbury,
Neath the stadiums of stone.
F
Through the turnstiles at The Angel,
See the homeless on the green,
G
from the Cally to The Cross
And every character in between.
[Verse]
C
Pass the church, the mosque,
A crack den and the
Offie on the corner,
Am
see the brasses from the
Brothel that pretends
To be a sauna
F
Watch the bedlam in the bookies,
See the winners and the losers,
G
seeking solace from their
Sorrows in the
Local battle cruisers.
[Verse]
C
Through the madness in the market,
Weathered faces turn to greet ya,
Am
“Hello guvnor, how’s your mother?”
“You alright son, be lucky geeza”.
F
Double pie and mash and liquor,
A Cuppa Rosie Lee up chap,
G
or watch retired gangsters bicker
Everyday in Arthur’s cafe.
[Verse]
C
The little f kers causing trouble
For the cozzers make you smile,
Am
you meet ya muckers for a couple,
Forget your troubles for a while.
F
From The Thornhill to The Hemmy,
All the faces are the same,
G
the manor might be changing
But the people still remain.
[Chorus]
C Am
North London forever,
F
whatever the weather,
G
These streets are our own.
C Am
And my heart will leave you never,
D
my blood will forever run
F Fm C
Through the stone.
[Verse]
C
As I walk these streets alone
Through a kingdom made of Chrome,
Am
I see them ripping up the
Cobbles and tearing down
Our childhood homes.
F
I see the architecture changing,
See the history disappear,
G
and the skyline rearranging
Into towers of veneer.
[Verse]
C
But I see the remnants of the
London that they thought
They could erase,
Am
every time I hear the
Old school talk
About the good old days.
F
Every time I watch the football or
Have a ruby with the lads,
G
see an hoister selling clobber
Or a dealer shotting bags.
[Verse]
C
It’s in the single mothers juggling,
A baby and a job,
Am
in every single brother struggling
That wound up in the dock.
F
It’s in the roots
And the foundations,
Still clinging to the land,
G
it’s in the bricks that built the
Morland And Popham that still stand.
[Verse]
C
It’s in my family and my friends in
Every gram and every Benz,
Am
it’s in the roots that you inherit
When a generation ends.
F
It’s in the ruins of your youth
And the faces of your past,
G
'cause the manor may be changing
But the people always last.
[End-Chorus]
C Am
North London forever,
F
whatever the weather,
G
These streets are our own.
C Am
And my heart will leave you never,
D
My blood will forever
F Fm C
Run through the stone.