Chords
Beautiful Game

Key: A

Introduction:

difficulty
intermediate |||||
 F7M                   Em                                     F7MEm 
We watched the game like we always did
 F7M                 Em                                 Gm       Dm 
We seemed to lose more than we'd win
 C                           C+                                 Am         A 
The ref would sweat as we'd blame him
                             F7M 
And then the fights would start
                               Dm 
Out where the buses park
       C                                 G 
I dodged a few black eyes
       Bb 
Believe me
                 C                   Dm         F7MEm 
It was good to be alive
 F7M           Em                           F7MEm 
The tribal path led to the pub
 F7M           Em                         Gm       Dm 
Where we debated how we'd won
 C                   C+                                 Am         A 
And I'm outside the wayward son
                             F7M 
And then a glass is smashed
                           Dm 
Some fella's on his back
                 C                         G 
And it all kicks off again
       Bb 
As ever
                   C                                 Dm           F7M 
There's no one to take the blame
         Bb               C       Dm                 F7M 
As time goes by I search with vigour
         Bb           C                   Dm           F7M 
The days we had seemed so much bigger
           Bb   C                 Dm               F7M 
And everyone would point the finger
         Bb                         Am 
So we would do the same
             Bb       C                                             Dm   F7MEm 
To be mesmerised by the beautiful game
 F7M             Em                                         F7MEm 
My old man passed on the flame of loss
 F7M             Em                                     Gm       Dm 
The team we loved just gathered moss
 C                           C+                                 Am         A 
On a rolling stone you wouldn't toss
                     F7M 
But if we win or lose
                               Dm 
We're in each other's shoes
           C                           G 
With blood upon our shirts
       Bb 
Believe me
         C                         Dm         F7M 
You know how that hurts
         Bb               C       Dm                 F7M 
As time goes by I search with vigour
         Bb           C                   Dm           F7M 
The days we had seemed so much bigger
           Bb   C                 Dm               F7M 
And everyone would point the finger
         Bb                         Am 
So we would do the same
             Bb       C                                             G   C   G   C     F7MEm 
To be mesmerised by the beautiful game