АККОРДЫ These Words Natasha Bedingfield

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Вступление
F F F Dm C/E F Bb                       F F
                 These words are my own

Куплет 1
F
Threw some chords together
Dm                Dm  C/E F
The combination: "D---E---F"
Bb
It's who I am, it's what I do
F                      C
No one's gonna let it down for you
    F
I Try to focus my attention
Dm             Dm  C/E F
But I feel so "A---D---D"
Bb
I need some help, some inspiration
F                   C
But it's not coming easily

Пред-припев
      Gm
Whoah oh...Trying to find the magic
      Dm               Dm      C/E
Whoah oh...Trying to write a classic
      Gm                               Dm              Dm   C/E
Whoah oh...Don't you know, don't you know, don't you know?
      Gm
Whoah oh...Waste-bin full of paper (whoah oh)
Dm              C
Clever rhymes, see you later

Припев
  F    C         Dm
These words are my own
  Dm  C/E F      Bb
From my  heart flown
   Fadd2                               C
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
  F      C    Dm
There's no other way
 Dm C/E F   Bb
To bet-ter say
   Fadd2     C
I love you, love you...

Куплет 2
F
Read some Byron, Shelly and Keats
Dm                 Dm  C/E F
Recited it over a Hip-Hop beat
Bb
I'm having trouble saying what I mean
F                     C
With dead poets and drum machines
F
I know I had some studio time booked
Dm                     Dm C/E F
But I couldn't find a killer hook
Bb
Now you've gone & raised the bar right up
F                      C       F
Nothing I write is ever good enough

Припев
(2 раза)  F    C         Dm
These words are my own
  Dm  C/E F      Bb
From my  heart flown
   Fadd2                               C
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
  F      C    Dm
There's no other way
 Dm C/E F   Bb
To bet-ter say
   Fadd2     C
I love you, love you...

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 (басовые струны)
F       Dm       F  Dm
I'm getting off my stage
    F  Dm    F       Bb A
The curtains pull away
    F    Dm      F      Dm
No hyperbole to hide behind
     F    Dm  F   Bb  A
 My naked soul exposes
F Dm F Dm F Dm F Bb A
Whoah...oh...
F Dm F Dm F Dm F Bb A
Whoah...oh...

Пред-припев
      Gm
Whoah oh...Trying to find the magic
      Dm               Dm      C/E
Whoah oh...Trying to write a classic
      Gm
Whoah oh...Waste-bin full of paper
  Dm            C
Clever rhymes, see you later

Припев
  F    C         Dm
These words are my own
  Dm  C/E F      Bb
From my  heart flown
   Fadd2                               C
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
  F      C    Dm
There's no other way
 Dm C/E F   Bb
To bet-ter say
   Fadd2     C
I love you, love you

         F    C         Dm
Please these words are my own
  Dm  C/E F      Bb
From my  heart flown
   Fadd2                               C
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
  F      C    Dm
There's no other way
 Dm C/E F   Bb
To bet-ter say
   Fadd2     C        F
I love you, love you...

Завершение
F                  Dm
These words are my own
          Dm  C/E F    Bb Fadd2
They're from my heart
        C           F
I love you, love you...
       F             Dm
That's all I got to say,
        Dm        C/E F   Bb
Can't think of a bet-ter way,
           Bb               F
And that's all I've got to say,
   C             ***
I love you, is that okay