Crowded House – Amsterdam (Guitar)

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[Verse 1]
A#m                D#m
You and me got the whole day off

A#m                D#m
Take a trip to Vincent Van Gogh

A#m                D#m             F
But the line went halfway round the block

G#m                D#m
And we're looking for a place to rest

G#m                B5
Every seat in every bar was set

G#m                D#m        F
So we turned back to The Grand Hotel
[Bridge 1]
        Bm        A
And the rain came hard

        A                    G#
A million people on a protest march

      Bm            A       C#
Every choice, every path was mistaken
[Verse 2]
G#m                D#m
You and me got the whole thing sussed

G#m               B5
Gray man is shadowing us

G#m   D#m                F
Wild conspiracies turn to dust

G#m               D#m
Hear the sound of cathedral bells

G#m               B5
Cash ringing at the gates of Hell

G#m            D#m               B            D
And fairground hooligans push and swell
[Chorus]
                   F#m          C#m
They're the darkest days of a free man

E                       B
Lying in the streets of Amsterdam

            E               B
Nearly fell underneath the tram

                   F#
But I picked myself up

F#m                   C#m
Every temptation and device

        E                 B
All the diamonds and the spice

             E                B
I would give anything for the sight

             F#
Of an honest man (Hey)
[Solo] G#m D#m G#m B5 G#m D#m F F [Verse 3]
G#           D#m
Eyes swim in emptiness

G#m               B5
I was looking at a hotel guest

G#m             D#m       Bm
He blew me a big sarcastic kiss
[Bridge 2]
        D           A
And the Lord walked in

        A                  G#m
With a monocle and lips so thin

        Bm      A                      C#
Saw the barman wink as he poured his brandy
[Chorus]
                   F#m          C#m
They're the darkest days of a free man

E                       B
Lying in the streets of Amsterdam

            E               B
Nearly fell underneath the tram

                   F#
But I picked myself up

F#m                   C#m
Every temptation up in lights

        E                 B
All the diamonds and the spice

             E             B
Could take profit from the vice

           F#
Of another man
[Outro]
F#m     Bm
Amsterdam       Cold, cold      

F#m
Cold, cold      You belong