Alright Chords

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wm0iiNqcSLc
Music and Lyrics by Teeuwe and B. Van Veen
Style: Rock (Tempo = 105)
Uitgewerkt voor Leen Van Brandt
 
[Intro]
Am      Em      F      C      x2
 
[Verse 1]
Am                Em            F                    Em
  Some things are   better left unsaid, you'll find a nice place to hide them.
Am                   Em              F                    Em
  But days like this   there is just too much going on.
 
[Interlude]
Am      Em      F      C
 
[Verse 2]
Am                  Em               F                Em
  So I'm picking up the pieces of my past but I can't find no peace at all.
Am                   Em        F                    Em
  So in other words:   I am so ready to be found.
 
[Verse 3]
        Am               Em                    F                    C
So I'll try and I might, stand up and fight to leave this place someday.
      Am                     Em
All I need is that moment to make me believe
     F                             C G      G Am
that you're alive and then I'll be alright, alright.
 
[Chorus]
    F                         C           G            Am
Paradise grown cold, one hand on my door, way too high hopes.
             F                         C                   G                   G
I can't tell right from wrong, show me how it's done, Lord I need to be saved
                 C G      G
and then I'll be alright, alright.
 
[Interlude]
Am      Em      F      C
 
[Verse 4]
        Am                   Em              F                    Em
Oh yeah,   on days like these   there is just too much going on.
      Am              Em                    F                    C
So I try and I might, stand up and fight to leave this place someday.
      Am                     Em
All I need is that moment to make me believe
     F                             C G      G Am
that you're alive and then I'll be alright, alright.
 
[Chorus]
    F                         C           G                    Am
Paradise grown cold, one hand on my door, way too high hopes.
             F                         C                   G                   G
I can't tell right from wrong, show me how it's done, Lord I need to be saved
                 F             C
and then I'll be alright,
                 G             Am
and then I'll be alright,
                 F             C
and then I'll be alright,
                 G             Am
and then I'll be alright, yeah
 
[Outro]
F      C      G      Am
F      C      G      Am7
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