The City Ukulele Chords

Ed Sheeran - The City
 
Tabbed by Joel. Email me at skymooster@gmail.com .
 
--------------------------
 
Chord Diagrams
Am  7-7-9-9-8-7
C   5-5-7-7-7-5
F   3-3-5-5-5-3
F*  0-3-2-0-1-3
C*  0-5-4-0-2-5
Am* 7-7-5-0-0-7
C   3-5-5-4-3-3
 
 
Am C F
 
Am             C     F
 This city never sleeps
 
Am                                  C     F
 I hear the people walk by when it's late
 
Am                                     C     F
Sirens bleed through my window sill, I can't close my eyes
 
Am                       C     F
Don't control what I'm into
 
Am              C     F
This tower is alive
 
Am                              C     F
The lights that blind keep me awake
 
Am                              C     F
With my hood up and lace untied, sleep fills my mind
 
Am                       C     F
Don't control what I'm into
 
F*         C*                 Am*         C
   London calls me a stranger, a traveller
 
F*         C*          C
   This is now my home, my home
 
Am     C            F
Oh, oh, I'm burning on the back streets
 
Am        C     F
Oh, oh, stuck here sitting in the back seat,
 
Am              C         F
Oh, oh, and I'm blazing on the street
 
    F*
And what I do isn't up to you, 
 
           C*
And if the city never sleeps then that makes two
 
Am                C     F
The pavement is my friend
 
Am                                C     F
  It will take me where I need to go
 
Am                    C     F
I find it trips me up, and puts me down
 
Am                    C     F
This is not what I’m used to
 
Am                   C     F
  The shop across the road
 
Am                                 C     F
   Fulfills my needs and gives me company, when I need it
 
Am                            C             F
Voices speak through my walls, I don’t think I’m gonna make it
 
Am         C     F
Past tomorrow
 
F*         C*                 Am*         C
   London calls me a stranger, a traveller
 
F*         C*          C
   This is now my home, my home
 
Am     C            F
Oh, oh, I'm burning on the back streets
 
Am        C     F
Oh, oh, stuck here sitting in the back seat,
 
Am              C         F
Oh, oh, and I'm blazing on the street
 
    F*
And what I do isn't up to you, 
 
           C*
And if the city never sleeps then that makes two
 
F*                  C*
   And my lungs hurt, And my ears bled,
 
Am*                               C
  With the sound of the city life, echoed in my head
 
F*               C*
  Do I need this, to keep me alive
 
C
The traffic stops and starts but I need to move along
 
Am
I’m from a city where the rain won’t cease
 
  C                          F
Pollution in the air matches that on the street
 
     Am
The black smoke gets you head into a muddle, like
 
C               F
Walking into elephant syringes in the puddle, like
 
Am
  I was a country boy when I moved out
 
C                     F
Grew up too fast for my family to find out
 
Am
Now I try to stop my music running into nosedives
 
C                              F
Can’t resort to arrogance with white lies
 
Am
  This city won’t erase me
 
    C                            F
But I can’t help to see how this dark city changed me
 
Am
It’s all the same scene, music is my life
 
   C                   F
But I try to fight whatever I need to hide from
 
Am
  North, South, East, West, 
 
            C                     F
London’s my home now, knees weak, but we never slow down
 
Am
Now I start to do my music properly
 
    C                     F
And stay from all the negative shit that will follow me
 
F*         C*                 Am*         C
   London calls me a stranger, a traveller
 
F*         C*          C
   This is now my home, my home
 
Am     C            F
Oh, oh, I'm burning on the back streets
 
Am        C     F
Oh, oh, stuck here sitting in the back seat,
 
Am              C         F
Oh, oh, and I'm blazing on the street
 
    F*
And what I do isn't up to you, 
 
           C*
And if the city never sleeps then that makes two
 
Am     C            F
Oh, oh, I'm burning on the back streets
 
Am        C     F
Oh, oh, stuck here sitting in the back seat,
 
Am              C         F
Oh, oh, and I'm blazing on the street
 
    F*
And what I do isn't up to you, 
 
           C*                                     Am
And if the city never sleeps then that makes two
X