Natasha Bedingfield - These Words, аккорды

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[Вступление]:
F
 F
 F
 Dm
 C/E
 F
 Bb
                       F
 F
                 These words are my own

[Куплет 1]:
F
Threw some chords together
Dm
                Dm
  C/E
 F
The combination: "D-
--E-
--F"
Bb
It's who I am, it's what I do
F
                      C
No one's gonna let it down for you
    F
I Try to focus my attention
Dm
             Dm
  C/E
 F
But I feel so "A-
--D-
--D"
Bb
I need some help, some inspiration
F
                   C
But it's not coming easily

[Пред-припев]:
      Gm
Whoah oh...Trying to find the magic
      Dm
               Dm
      C/E
Whoah oh...Trying to write a classic
      Gm
                               Dm
              Dm
   C/E
Whoah oh...Don't you know, don't you know, don't you know?
      Gm
Whoah oh...Waste-bin full of paper (whoah oh)
Dm
              C
Clever rhymes, see you later

[Припев]:
  F
    C
         Dm
These words are my own
  Dm
  C/E
 F
      Bb
From my  heart flown
   Fadd2
                               C
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
  F
      C
    Dm
There's no other way
 Dm
 C/E
 F
   Bb
To bet-ter say
   Fadd2
     C
I love you, love you...

[Куплет 2]:
F
Read some Byron, Shelly and Keats
Dm
                 Dm
  C/E
 F
Recited it over a Hip-Hop beat
Bb
I'm having trouble saying what I mean
F
                     C
With dead poets and drum machines
F
I know I had some studio time booked
Dm
                     Dm
 C/E
 F
But I couldn't find a killer hook
Bb
Now you've gone & raised the bar right up
F
                      C
       F
Nothing I write is ever good enough

[Припев]:
(2 раза)
  F
    C
         Dm
These words are my own
  Dm
  C/E
 F
      Bb
From my  heart flown
   Fadd2
                               C
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
  F
      C
    Dm
There's no other way
 Dm
 C/E
 F
   Bb
To bet-ter say
   Fadd2
     C
I love you, love you...

[Вставка] (басовые струны)
F
       Dm
       F
  Dm
I'm getting off my stage
    F
  Dm
    F
       Bb
 A
The curtains pull away
    F
    Dm
      F
      Dm
No hyperbole to hide behind
     F
    Dm
  F
   Bb
  A
 My naked soul exposes
F
 Dm
 F
 Dm
 F
 Dm
 F
 Bb
 A
Whoah...oh...
F
 Dm
 F
 Dm
 F
 Dm
 F
 Bb
 A
Whoah...oh...

[Пред-припев]:
      Gm
Whoah oh...Trying to find the magic
      Dm
               Dm
      C/E
Whoah oh...Trying to write a classic
      Gm
Whoah oh...Waste-bin full of paper
  Dm
            C
Clever rhymes, see you later

[Припев]:
  F
    C
         Dm
These words are my own
  Dm
  C/E
 F
      Bb
From my  heart flown
   Fadd2
                               C
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
  F
      C
    Dm
There's no other way
 Dm
 C/E
 F
   Bb
To bet-ter say
   Fadd2
     C
I love you, love you

         F
    C
         Dm
Please these words are my own
  Dm
  C/E
 F
      Bb
From my  heart flown
   Fadd2
                               C
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
  F
      C
    Dm
There's no other way
 Dm
 C/E
 F
   Bb
To bet-ter say
   Fadd2
     C
        F
I love you, love you...

[Завершение]:
F
                  Dm
These words are my own
          Dm
  C/E
 F
    Bb
 Fadd2
They're from my heart
        C
           F
I love you, love you...
       F
             Dm
That's all I got to say,
        Dm
        C/E
 F
   Bb
Can't think of a bet-ter way,
           Bb
               F
And that's all I've got to say,
   C             ***
I love you, is that okay