Chords by Claire
Where you see G6 play:
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Capo 3
Oo[Em]oooo[Am]ooo[Em]oooh, oooooooo[Em]ooo[Am]oh[Em]
H[Em]e told her when she played,
wings spr[Am]outed from her sh[Em]oulder blades
And e[G]very bone inside her seemed to [D]change.
So o[Em]n her fingers moved
Over n[Am]otes she hoped would s[Em]oothe,
His ja[G]gged soul, carressing every g[D]roove.
Oh and h[C]ow she longed to s[G]ay
That she'd mi[Em]ssed his troubled w[D]ays,
Oh and i[C]f she could she'd [G]do it all aga[D]in.
Cause sometimes [C]every word has been [G]used,
And theres [Em]nothing left to d[D]o
C G D G6
But hold the one you can't have in the sweet arms of a tune.
A ye[Em]ar ago today New York C[Am]ity seemed to f[Em]all away,
To l[G]eave only the bed in which they l[D]aid.
But an [Em]island is just that
Oh and w[Am]hen the world came f[Em]looding back
All pi[G]llars underneath them began to cr[D]ack
Now he's s[C]itting on her f[G]loor
She's playing a[Em]ll the minor cho[D]rds
Wishing s[C]o damn hard he'd k[G]iss her like befo[D]re
Sometimes e[C]very word has been us[G]ed,
And there?s n[Em]othing left to [D]do
But h[C]old the one you ca[G]n't have in the s[D]weet arms of a t[G]une.
Yeah [C]hold the one you ca[G]n't love in the sw[D]eet arms of a t[Em]une.[Am] [Em]
Oo[Em]ooo[Am]ooo[Em]ooooh, [Am] o[Em]ooh
Cause sometimes ev[C]ery inch of you is [G]bruised,
And there?s n[Em]othing left to pr[D]ove
So just h[C]old the one you c[G]an't have in the s[D]weet arms of a t[G]une.
C G D G6
Yeah hold the one you can't love in the sweet arms of a tune.
Where you see G6 play:
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|-----------------0--------1-0-|
|--------------0---------------|
|-----------0------------------|
|--------2---------------------|
|--3--3--------------3--3------|
Capo 3
Oo[Em]oooo[Am]ooo[Em]oooh, oooooooo[Em]ooo[Am]oh[Em]
H[Em]e told her when she played,
wings spr[Am]outed from her sh[Em]oulder blades
And e[G]very bone inside her seemed to [D]change.
So o[Em]n her fingers moved
Over n[Am]otes she hoped would s[Em]oothe,
His ja[G]gged soul, carressing every g[D]roove.
Oh and h[C]ow she longed to s[G]ay
That she'd mi[Em]ssed his troubled w[D]ays,
Oh and i[C]f she could she'd [G]do it all aga[D]in.
Cause sometimes [C]every word has been [G]used,
And theres [Em]nothing left to d[D]o
C G D G6
But hold the one you can't have in the sweet arms of a tune.
A ye[Em]ar ago today New York C[Am]ity seemed to f[Em]all away,
To l[G]eave only the bed in which they l[D]aid.
But an [Em]island is just that
Oh and w[Am]hen the world came f[Em]looding back
All pi[G]llars underneath them began to cr[D]ack
Now he's s[C]itting on her f[G]loor
She's playing a[Em]ll the minor cho[D]rds
Wishing s[C]o damn hard he'd k[G]iss her like befo[D]re
Sometimes e[C]very word has been us[G]ed,
And there?s n[Em]othing left to [D]do
But h[C]old the one you ca[G]n't have in the s[D]weet arms of a t[G]une.
Yeah [C]hold the one you ca[G]n't love in the sw[D]eet arms of a t[Em]une.[Am] [Em]
Oo[Em]ooo[Am]ooo[Em]ooooh, [Am] o[Em]ooh
Cause sometimes ev[C]ery inch of you is [G]bruised,
And there?s n[Em]othing left to pr[D]ove
So just h[C]old the one you c[G]an't have in the s[D]weet arms of a t[G]une.
C G D G6
Yeah hold the one you can't love in the sweet arms of a tune.
