The A Team

Long nights, strange men. Am. C. And they say. She's in the Class A Team. G. D ... It's too cold outside. G. D. Em(9) C(6). For angels to fly. G D. Em(9) C(6) G.
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The A Team Ed Sheeran Version Guitare Capo 2 Em

Intro G

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D/F# Em

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C

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G

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Cos we're just under the upperhand .

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And go mad for a couple of grams Em

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White lips, pale face D/F# G

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Gadd9

Or sells love to another man Em

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G

D/F#

Covered in white

And hoping for a better life

C

She's in the Class A Team

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Stuck in her daydream

Been this way since eighteen

Am

C

But lately her face seems Slowly sinking, wasting G

Crumbling like pastries

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Em(9) Cadd9 G

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C D

Been this way since eighteen C

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Crumbling like pastries

tonight

And they scream

D

C

The worst things in life come free to us

And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland

Em

G

C

And we're just under the upperhand

Or sells love to another man

G

C

And go mad for a couple of grams

outside

Em

C(6)

C

G

And she don't want to go outside

For angels to fly

Em

C(6) G

tonight

C

And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland

Angels to fly

G

Or sells love to another man

G

Em

Ripped gloves, raincoat

G

Tried to swim and stay afloat Em

G

D/F#

G(maj7)

outside Em(9)

C(6)

D(6)

Em(9)

C(6) G(maj7)

Angels to fly

G

Em(9)

Loose change, bank notes

C(6)

To fly,

D/F#

G(maj7)

fly Em(9) C(6)

Weary-eyed, dry throat

G(maj7)

Angels to fly, to fly, to fly

C G

Call girl, no phone

D

G

Angels to die

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Am

C

And they say

D(6)

For angels to fly

Dry house, wet clothes

Em

C

It's too cold

D/F#

A7sus4

C6

Cadd9

D/F#

D6

Em9

Gadd9

Gmaj7

She's in the Class A Team

G

D

Stuck in her daydream

Been this way since eighteen

Am

C

But lately her face seems Slowly sinking, wasting G

Crumbling like pastries

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She's in the Class A Team Am

And she don't want to go outside

Em(9)

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But lately her face seems Slowly sinking, wasting

And go mad for a couple of grams

G D

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G

G

Em(9)

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Stuck in her daydream

Cos we're just under the upperhand

D

Instrumental Em(9) Cadd9 G

Straight down the line

Am

C

C

Cadd9

And they say

The worst things in life come free to us

G

A7sus4

This time, we'll fade out tonight

And they scream

D

Em

Closed eye

G

Am

It's too cold

Cadd9

An angel will die

Em

G

And they say

Em

A7sus4

For angels to fly

Long nights, strange men

Em

outside

D

Struggling to pay rent

Em

C

It's too cold

Light's gone, day's end C

tonight

C

And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland

Burnt lungs, sour taste

Em

G

Em

Breathing in snowflakes Em

C

And she don't want to go outside

And they scream

D

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