Patrick Wolf - Paris Chords

 

A

variations
4 fr
         
         
         
         
         
1
3
4
2
1
1
4 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
3
2
1
1
6 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
2
4
3
         
         
         
         
         
3
2
1
1
1
4
8 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
4
3
1
2
1
11 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
2
3
4
X

11 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
3
3
3
1

E

variations
3 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
4
3
1
2
1
6 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
2
3
4
1
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
2
4
3
3 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
4
3
1
2
X
8 fr
         
         
         
         
         
4
3
1
1
1
X
8 fr
         
         
         
         
         
3
2
1
1
1
4

11 fr
         
         
         
         
         
1
3
4
2
1
1
         
         
         
         
         
1
3
4
1
1
1
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
3
1
1
1
3 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
3
4
2
8 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
3
4
2
1
5 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
4
3
1
2
X
No chord
    
Standard guitar tuning:
E
A
D
G
B
E
No capo

A E Fm

intro part 2

Fm A E

Verse

FmIt was seven in the morAning when the sEpark began to give. the Fmbath was spilling Aover, my self Epity spilling with it, so i, Fmi fled the coAuntry to Estart it all again and Fmfound myself in Aparis in the Ecemetery rain. dear anne came to me and took me by the arm showed me old disasters embedded in the palm warned me of a lady with the sun behind her head. with a a granite neck, a singer who can never sing again. but you, my love:

Chorus

you must Acome, come to Ejoy, turn your Fmhead to the sun it's down to you, Ayou can Eshine, you can Fmshake all the sorrow from your palAm.. Eits down to Fmyou if you dare to AcomEe to Fmjoy. what was it i ran from, what burnt away inside? four hundred schoolboys and a lawyer at my side always running with these legs going nowhere a ghost in the system, and angel on the stairs... but oh! this time.... i shall turn, turn my head to the sun.. they are marching out of me.. one by one walking free. oh! they're going out of.... oh! i can feel it moving, this time I'm really moving. are you ready to come, come to joy well it's really down to you if you dare to enjoy... its down to you... hold the key in your hands.. it's all in the palm of your hands.

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