The Angel chords by Louis Dunford

On the 24th of February 2022, the track was released.

The Angel

Track Info

Chords Info

  • Tuning: Standard(E A D G B E)
  • Key: D
  • Capo: 2nd fret
  • Chords: C, Am, F, G, D, Fm
  • BPM: 118
  • Suggested Strumming:
  • D= Down Stroke, U = Upstroke, N.C= No Chord
Ukulele ChordsGuitar Chords
 C – 0003
Am – 2000
F – 2010
G – 0232
D – 2220
Fm – 1013
 C – x32010
Am – x02210
F – 133211
G – 320003
D – xx0232
Fm – 133111 
C Am F G [Verse]
C As I walk these streets alone through

This borough I call home,
Am upon the baron fields of Highbury,

Neath the stadiums of stone.
F Through the turnstiles at The Angel,

See the homeless on the green,
G from the Cally to The Cross

And every character in between.
C Pass the church, the mosque,

A crack den and the

Offie on the corner,
Am see the brasses from the

Brothel that pretends

To be a sauna
F Watch the bedlam in the bookies,

See the winners and the losers,
G seeking solace from their

Sorrows in the

Local battle cruisers.
C Through the madness in the market,

Weathered faces turn to greet ya,
Am “Hello guvnor, how’s your mother?”

“You alright son, be lucky geeza”.
F Double pie and mash and liquor,

A Cuppa Rosie Lee up chap,
G or watch retired gangsters bicker

Everyday in Arthur’s cafe.
C The little f kers causing trouble

For the cozzers make you smile,
Am you meet ya muckers for a couple,

Forget your troubles for a while.
F From The Thornhill to The Hemmy,

All the faces are the same,
G the manor might be changing

But the people still remain.
[Chorus] C Am North London forever, F whatever the weather,
These streets are our own.
C Am And my heart will leave you never, D my blood will forever run
F Fm C
Through the stone.
C As I walk these streets alone

Through a kingdom made of Chrome,
Am I see them ripping up the

Cobbles and tearing down

Our childhood homes.
F I see the architecture changing,

See the history disappear,
G and the skyline rearranging

Into towers of veneer.
C But I see the remnants of the

London that they thought

They could erase,
Am every time I hear the

Old school talk

About the good old days.
F Every time I watch the football or

Have a ruby with the lads,
G see an hoister selling clobber

Or a dealer shotting bags.
[Verse] C It’s in the single mothers juggling,

A baby and a job,
Am in every single brother struggling

That wound up in the dock.
F It’s in the roots

And the foundations,

Still clinging to the land,
G it’s in the bricks that built the

Morland And Popham that still stand.
[Verse] C It’s in my family and my friends in

Every gram and every Benz,
Am it’s in the roots that you inherit

When a generation ends.
F It’s in the ruins of your youth

And the faces of your past,
G 'cause the manor may be changing

But the people always last.
C Am North London forever, F whatever the weather,
These streets are our own.
C Am And my heart will leave you never, D My blood will forever
F Fm C
Run through the stone.

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