Throughout the verses (in between the chords) play G#m11 (all strings open)
[Verse 1]
F#m7 Emaj7
I brought you some francs from my travelling chest
F#m7 Emaj7
You'll spare me the thanks 'til you know I'm the best
F#m7 Emaj7
So come Hogmonay when love comes in slurs
F#m7 B G#7
Resolutions I'll make and you can label them 'Hers'
A C#m
We threw our hands up high we, nearly touched the sky,
A
We clicked our heels and spat and swore
F#7 F#dim
We'd never let it die
[Chorus]
E G#7
All those boy wonders
Amaj7 E
Sold their medals when they saw this train
G#7
Now this boy wonders
Amaj7 E
When he'll feel the fall of honest rain
G#7 Amaj7 E
I came from high land where the hopefuls have to hesitate
G#7
Now this boy wonders
Amaj7 B
Why the words were never worth the wait
A G# F#dim G#7
I'm wait-ing, wai-----ting.
A
In pastel paper pink over grey
We wrap, wrap, wrap and chuck, chuck away
B
The poor excuse they peddle as their prose.
[Verse 2]
F#m7 Emaj7
Dry your tears, tie your tongue
F#m7 Emaj7
And you're never sixteen
F#m7 B G#7
And I'll give you a glimpse
A C#m
Of the hard and the clean
A
And my travelling chest will be open to you
F#7 F#dim
And boy will you learn that you haven't a clue
[Bridge]
C# F7 A#m C#
I even asked my best friend but he could not explain
F7
It hit me when I left him
A#m F7
I felt the rain and called it genius,
F#dim
Called it genius.
[Chorus]
E G#7
All those boy wonders
Amaj7 E
Sold their medals when they saw this train
G#7
Now this boy wonders
Amaj7 E
When he'll feel the fall of honest rain
G#7 Amaj7 E
I came from high land where the hopefuls have to hesitate
G#7
Now this boy wonders
Amaj7 B
Why the words were never worth the wait
A G# F#dim G#7
I'm wait-ing, wai-----ting.
A
In pastel paper pink over grey
We wrap, wrap, wrap and chuck, chuck away
B
The poor excuse they peddle as their prose.
- 1. Chord Gitar Aztec Camera - This Boy Wonders Kunci Dasar - Chords.id (Nada Dasar G#)
- 2. Ganti Chord Gitar Aztec Camera - This Boy Wonders Kunci Dasar - Chords.id (Nada Dasar G#)
- 3. Author Lagu Andra Ramadhan