Take Me Back To London Ed Sheeran

Take Me Back To London

Ed Sheeran

Sandra Bond

125
0:00 3:04
Accordage Standard (E A D G B E)
Signature rythmique 4/4
Tonalité: D#m
Capo:
Sans capo
Rythmique 1

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[Chorus]
D#m    B           F#          D#m        B           F#
   Jet plane headed  up to the sky Spread wings in the
                D#m
clouds, getting high
   B                                  C#
We ain't hit a rave in a while So take
me back to London
Yo

[Verse 1]
     D#m
I do deals, but I never get twanged
B                     F#
Moves that ain't ever been planned
   D#m
No goons that were never in gangs
          B               F#
Where I'm from, chat shit get banged
          D#m
Where I'm from, chat shit,
let a 12 gauge rip
           B
Yeah, it's sick how it fits in my hand
I don't mix with the glitz and the glam
          C#
All these stupid pricks on the 'Gram
        D#m
I don't do online beef,
                        B             F#
or neeky grime beef I'm way too G'd up
to beef with grime neek
  D#m                                  B                 F#
I bought an AP to help me time keep My shooter ride deep,
he moves when I speak
   D#m
My shooter ride, he shoot a guy
B
Leave you wet like you scuba dived
We were younger then and now we're unified
      C#
South London boys, get you crucified,
I'm gone

[Verse 2]
D#m
   It's that time
    B                  F#
Big Mike and Teddy are on grime
        D#m
I wanna try new things,
                                    B            F#
they just want me to sing Because nobody thinks I
write rhymes
            D#m
And now I'm back in the bits with my guy
          B
Give me a packet of crisps with my pint
I hit my friends up,
go straight to the pub
         C#
'Cause I haven't been home in time, yes,
D#m
I
But that's my fault Oh
        B                F#
Grossed half a billi' on the Divide Tour Oh
     D#m
Yes, I  ain't kidding,
what would I lie for? Oh
                 B                     F#
But now I'm back on the track with Big Michael Woah
         D#m
He said, "Teddy,
never get off your high horse
    B
And never let 'em take your crown"
I've been away for a while,
                                    C#
traveled a million miles But I'm hea
                               D#m     B           F#
ding back to London town right now Jet plane headed

[Chorus]
          D#m        B           F#
up to the sky Spread wings in the
                D#m
clouds, getting high
   B                                  C#
We ain't hit a rave in a while So take
me back to London
D#m     B           F#
   Bass high, middle  nights,
        D#m       B            F#
ceilin' low Sweat brow drippin'
              D#m
down, when in Rome
   B                                      C#
No town does it quite like my home So take
me back to London

[Verse 3]
D#m
   Yo,
       D#m
when I squeeze off this little pen of mine
         B            F#
Done the remix, now I got Ed on grime
         D#m                                B
And this ain't like any top ten of mine I arrived at
       F#
Wembley
ahead of time
           D#m
And that's stadiums, man are aliens
        B
I drink supermalts and Vibranium
I got an RM11 titanium
           C#
And I rock a 5970 daily, but
       D#m
I want soul, I want flows
           B                F#
Don't need tags ripping off my clothes
           D#m
Don't need pricks blowin' up my phone
And Ted said,
B                    F#
"That's just the way things go"
              D#m
It's just the way things go,
amazin' flows
      B
Grime or rap, man, I gave 'em both
Took this sound that was made in Bow
     C#
Went global, man, now the case is closed
  D#m
2015 in a Badingham pub
                  B
I told Stormz two years,
                     F#
he'll be wrapping it up
                      D#m
And you'll go through tears with the people you love
                        B
But when you get to the top, man,
           F#
it's never enough
                   D#m
'Cause you can win BRITs
It don't stop
                   B
And you can do Glasto
Headline slot
But when you're miles away and you're feeling alone
        C#                                    D#m
Gotta remember that there ain't no place like home Jet
B           F#
plane headed

[Chorus]
          D#m        B           F#
up to the sky Spread wings in the
                D#m
clouds, getting high
   B                                  C#
We ain't hit a rave in a while So take
me back to London
D#m     B           F#
   Bass high, middle  nights,
        D#m       B            F#
ceilin' low Sweat brow drippin'
              D#m
down, when in Rome
   B                                      C#
No town does it quite like my home So take
me back to London

[Outro]
D#m B F# D#m B F# D#m B
       C#                 D#m
So take  me back to London

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