Capo 2, but his guitar is a tenor or whatever so might sounds a bit different,
doesn't particularly matter whether you have the exact same key though, the chords
are all good. Love this tune, hope this guy makes it big, he's got some talent.
I've recently put a video of me playing this on youtube, check it out
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZfNtf_tEy9U btw I add a few extra bits to the guitar when
I play it but
couldn't be bothered to tab them out...watch the vid to work them out!
P.S. see the bottom for a key to the chords
G/f#
White lips, pale face, breathing in snowflakes
Burnt lungs, sour taste
G/f#
Light’s gone, day’s end, struggling to pay rent
Long nights, strange men
G’
And they say she’s in the Class A Team, stuck in her daydream
Been this way since 18, but lately her face seems, slowly sinking, wasting
G’ D/F#
Crumbling like pastries, and they scream the worst things in life come free to us
Cos she's just under the upperhand, and go mad for a couple of grams
And she don’t want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland, or sells love to another man
It’s too cold outside for angels to fly,
G/f#
for angels to fly
Ripped gloves, raincoat, tried to swim and stay afloat
Dry house, wet clothes
Loose change, bank notes, weary-eyed, dry throat
Call girl, no phone
And they say she’s in the Class A Team, stuck in her daydream
Been this way since 18, but lately her face seems, slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries, and they scream the worst things in life come free to us
Cos she's just under the upperhand, and go mad for a couple of grams
And she don’t want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland, or sells love to another man
It’s too cold outside for angels to fly, angels to fly
An angel will die, covered in white
G/f# G
Closed eye and hoping for a better life
Am7 C3 –slide-D
G’
This time, we’ll fade out tonight, straight down the line
G’
Straight down the line
And they say she’s in the Class A Team, stuck in her daydream
Been this way since 18, but lately her face seems, slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries, and they scream the worst things in life come free to us
Cos we’re all under the upperhand, and go mad for a couple of grams
And she don’t want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland, or sells love to another man
It’s too cold outside for angels to fly, angels to fly
To fly, fly
Or angels to die
Chords
G: 300033 C1: x02033 G/f#: 200033 C2: x32033
C3: x32013
G’: 320003 D/F#: 200230 D: x54035
Link to his site http://www.edsheeran.com/news.asp?